LemmingsAvalanche

Words of wisdom and anectdotes of alliteration

Toots

It's been a long day of dishing out justice and handing out watermelons; being a fruit broker isn't always a picnic. But it shows promise to have five thousand avocados and nigh a fruit basket in sight; why doesn't anyone respect the avocado fruitbasket? Five thousand avocados and only one fork and one spoon; it doesn't seem like I'll be able to redeem this investment.

Coots

Unwashed is the fool that thinks that weaving toothbrushes is a simple matter of threads and knitting. It takes time cleanse the oral edifice of nutritious residue, and even more to craft the weapons that delivers us from evil. Wielding righteous instruments of hygiene is no small task, either, and buyer beware of the plain machine-weaved toothbrushes made in Bangladesh in particular; it's shaft is relatively brittle and will not simply yield but also crumble to a firm champion of dental specklesness.

The Point is Moots

I slept like a log, like an oak to be precise. Thankfully the oak was hollow enough to fit me inside of it. I sustained myself on its nectar, or whatever that gooey thing was that came out of it. The penguins didn't mind, in fact I think they were appreciative of the company. I would have bought supplies from them but, alas, I had no cigarettes.