Words of the Constant
Not trees.
We call this "lumberjack surprise".
That's an odd looking tree.
I'm pretty good at sewing.
I was just startin' to get used to having it around.
Quiet type, eh?
Makes me feel right at home.
Well, looks like he finally lost it.
Are your little buddies, uh... alive?
Yeesh. Don't get that near me.
Watch where ya step.
It's as thick as an oak!
It's upside down but not out.
I don't know which end is uglier.
You'd better keep yer hands clear of my axe!
Better not get too close to that big fella.
Yeesh, that smile is giving me the creeps.
It makes me uncomfortable.
You're not some kinda bird hiding under that hood, are ya?
Lucy, I can explain!
This'll bring'er right back.
Was this really a good idea?
It won't do much good sitting there like that.
Don't worry, Luce. I won't let it grab you.
Yup, they're dead.
That's a big hoser!
I normally like ice fishin', but not when the fish bite back!
I don't think it makes pickles.
I almost hate to break up such a tight-knit bunch.
Hmm, metal teeth would sure be handy fer choppin'...
Dig a hole. Plant a tree!
Let's get digging, eh?
That is just foul.
Mushy in more ways than one, eh?
That's gross.
It's a husk.
Naps are important during a long day of chopping.
Spiders give me the willies.
That tone's as low as the temperatures back home.
Can it play "O Canada"?
Let's finish this shell collection on a high note, eh?
Better pay our respects, eh Lucy?
Pretty as a Canadian sunset.
What a funny sound.
They're giving me a headache.
Think it could use a few more flowers, eh?
Sorry, friend.
That right there's a cursed object, eh?
Well, it's lookin' pretty dead.
Poor . I should watch out for , eh?