Words of the Constant
Looks pretty heavy, eh?
You just throw it at whoever ya don't like, eh? Sounds pretty cold.
Choppin' trees is enough of a workout for me.
I'll stick to lifting my axe.
I think he took "warm up" too literally, eh?
I'll stick to lifting my axe.
Yer muscles won't be the only things on fire.
It smells bad.
It smells even worse.
No thank you very much.
Maybe I could plant them?
Tastes terrible. And that's speakin' as someone who's eaten raw lumber.
Let's compare moustaches later.
Resourceful little guys!
Where I'm from these'd only work in the fall.
This should cook up nicely.
This cooked up nicely.
I bet the birds have something to do with this.
Suspiciously birdy.
It better not hatch into a giant purple bird.
Maybe I could plant them?
Think there's a spooky six-pack in there.
Just keep it away from the trees, eh?
A burnt wood table.
Such a beaut of a wood table shouldn't be hidden by a cloth.
Aboot time we brightened this place up, eh?
A little bit of nature makes everything nicer.
We need bulbs, eh.
Well, that's that.
Nooo! I could have chopped it!
What a waste.
Ahhhh!
It's calling to me!
Sorry!
How terrible!
Another one!
Lucy would want me to chop it down.
Always good to have something watching over you.
Protective eye gear that protects everything but the eyes.
Feast your eye on my axe!
It's rude to stare, eh?
Probably shouldn't let that eye open.
It needs to mind its own business.
That'll drive the hosers off.
This needs to be installed properly.
If it was a tree farm, I'd be sad.
I prefer larger plants.
They'll never reach chopping size.
I think it needs some poop.
Better get planting.