#in cello

[curse-of-the-lumberjack]

"That black scary goopy stuff is getting everywhere, eh. Where's it even coming from?"

[curse-of-the-lumberjack]

“...Uhh...Well that was a great day out of the woods. Nice seein’ you all. Have a nice night...” Skedaddles the hell out of here back to the peninsula.

[curse-of-the-lumberjack]

Something is watching the lumberjack. Something big. Something that could probably crush him if she wanted to.

[4 birds screaming at the approach of possible death]

[curse-of-the-lumberjack]

ur my favorite dont starve blog

Pshaw! That's sweet but there are plenty of other blogs that don't hibernate as often as I. Might make a callout yo others someday. :-)

[curse-of-the-lumberjack]

amass yourself a robot army and take over the world

*finger guns with a wink*

[curse-of-the-lumberjack]

It's the day after, but Happy Thanksgiving to both Mun and Woodie!

Ooc; a month late. Sorry. Been way too busy. But yes ty for that when you did. .w.

"You were aboot a month late already, eh. Thanksgiving was in October. Thanks anyway!"

[curse-of-the-lumberjack]

Feckin' windy as balls, eh...And there goes my hat again.

[curse-of-the-lumberjack]

*gives you a sack of maple tree seeds and two bottles of maple syrup* here I have no use for these

"Wha-what?" arms suddenly full the baffled lumberjack took a moment to even realize what was going on, "Wait! No use?! How d'yea not have use for syrup, eh?? It's lifeblood. There's jacks to cover and tea to mix, and even fruits to mix up!!" exasperated at this sudden realization before the looks slowly dawn to his startled mind, "Oh, ah. Sawrry. I mean it's a Canadian love anyway, eh. Thank yea. I'll plant these with the others."