PD 17 - Who are you calling a weed, thorny? [Voice]
[Gert's voice is low, growly and more irritated than usual. Somewhere, at a distance, is a racket of surprise and anger.]
All right, I have had it with this Disney funland. Talking flowers, animals wearing clothing, gravity only partially working... I have never been a flower, nor a weed, thank you very much.
[She speaks more directly into the microphone, voice steely.]
Chase, if I find you've brought home some of that foul drug and smoked it, and I'm having some kind of weird opium dream, your ass is toast. Victor, I fell down some kind of hole coming home yesterday. It was on... [street], I think. Between two of the stores. Shouldn't be too hard to find - it was big enough for me to crawl into, after all. I'd appreciate some sort of search party, if this isn't all a dream.
All right, I have had it with this Disney funland. Talking flowers, animals wearing clothing, gravity only partially working... I have never been a flower, nor a weed, thank you very much.
[She speaks more directly into the microphone, voice steely.]
Chase, if I find you've brought home some of that foul drug and smoked it, and I'm having some kind of weird opium dream, your ass is toast. Victor, I fell down some kind of hole coming home yesterday. It was on... [street], I think. Between two of the stores. Shouldn't be too hard to find - it was big enough for me to crawl into, after all. I'd appreciate some sort of search party, if this isn't all a dream.