Words of the Constant
Gonna be a bit longer.
It's ready.
Gotta set'er up.
Tree sap. From a tree.
Didn't I tell everybody trees were delicious?
It's not growing back.
That's a shame, eh?
This will keep us busy for a while.
No use gettin' Lucy dirty.
You only need a pinch to get the flavour.
Looks real flavourful.
That's been picked already.
It makes my fingers smell like pepper.
It's beautiful!
Cut down in its prime.
Hey, get away from that tree will ya!
Fillin' up, slow as molasses.
Thanks for the sap, tree.
What troubles you, sister?
They seem like an alright sort.
Every society's gotta have a leader, I guess.
It's getting some shut-eye.
Home sweet home, eh?
Just rocks, now.
Not quite maple.
That's a nice looking tomato.
Heartburn city.
Looks like new crop seeds to me.
Hey there!
How ya doin'?
From the community garden.
Cooked real nice.
Looks like new crop seeds to me.
Such a fancy shade of gold.
Looks like new crop seeds to me.
Dang ground squirrels...
I'd feel bad eating him.
I can't keep up with these trends.
I doubt there are trees down there.
Nothing going in or out.
Is it roasted carrot flavoured?
Is it carrot flavoured?
A horn, eh? I prefer woodwinds.
Guess you can never have too much storage.
Back off, bunny!
The rabbit's violence lives on!
Someone woke up on the wrong side of the den.
Let's get'er, Luce!
Hey lil' buddy, whatcha got for us?
For chopping in the rain.