Words of the Constant
I know I can build this thing, but should I?
The bossman sure built one mean machine.
Now that is one solidly built robo-leg.
Where's the dang OFF switch?!
Bossman's up to somethin' alright.
The bossman thought of everything. Well, almost.
Ain't nothin' but spare parts here.
Dang mechanical buzzards!
Think it's turned off.
Love me some spare parts!
I can definitely fix it, or salvage it for parts.
I'll never fully trust it.
Hey, stay away from my kneecaps!
Think it's turned off.
Nifty!
Love me a steam-powered murder helmet as much as the next gal but clunky much?
Don't let its looks fool you, these are some high-quality parts!
So, a fence post?
Real estate is at a premium these days.
What could go wrong?
That's a fine tinkerin' table.
Hm, bossman's glove... it's real.
I can't believe those are his actual notes.
I bet I could break this stuff down for parts.
Some interestin' theories here...
Mr. Wagstaff! Is that really you?
Er, will I be gettin' overtime for this?
Hey! Wait up!
Found the Reticulating Buffer! Better get it back to the bossman.
There's the boss' Widget Deflubber!
Hey, that looks like a Grommet Scriber!
Ha! Found you, you sneaky old Conceptual Scrubber!
There's the Calibrated Perceiver! Almost missed it.
That thing don't look stable.
That thing don't look stable.
That thing don't look stable.
Sure it looks nice, but I ain't keen on using it anytime soon.
Woodie and Lucy really stick together, huh?
Well, at least it's sturdy.
Assembly time.
Guess we should've seen that coming.
It's just a hay bale, really.
Assembly time.
It's already been built. Sigh.
Assembly time.
If I break it, I'll get to build it again.
If I break it, I'll get to build it again.
Assembly time.
A wall's a wall, I suppose.
A wall's a wall, I suppose.