Alas, poor Yamrick! I knew him, Habanero; a fellow of infinite root, of most excellent fiber; he hath borne me on his garden a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My stem rises at it. Here hung those leaves that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your carbohydrates now? Your nutritious composition? (Honeydewmelonlet, Act V., Scene i)
Huh… looks like part of one of the Ilks collection ended up in Churchi during the Finality.
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That could very well be. Where else could it have come from? Amazon? And what does a vegfolk skull look like? Mysteries, mysteries…
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It’s a carrot skull. The Stagecraft Dabblers’ Props Mistress is a real character.
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Alas, poor Yamrick! I knew him, Habanero; a fellow of infinite root, of most excellent fiber; he hath borne me on his garden a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My stem rises at it. Here hung those leaves that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your carbohydrates now? Your nutritious composition? (Honeydewmelonlet, Act V., Scene i)
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This may be the best comment we have ever gotten. Best. Ever.
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Honestly, it was really fun to write.
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