Mar 26, 2012
I am the Slonrax who speaks for the trees, which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please.
Yeh well fuk u slonrax, i'm the Once-tacey i'm gonna make sum gr8 shit outta dese trees and nothin bad will ever happen
The Slonrax said nothing just gave Once-tacey a glance. Just gave her a very sad, sad backward glance. Then lifted herself by the seat of her pants and Once-tacey never forgot the grim look on her face as she hoisted herself and took leave of this place through a hole in the smog without leaving a trace and all that the Lorax left here in this mess was a small pile of rocks with one sentence. FUCK YOU, ONCELUT