Avatar

A world where any and all plants are The Sacred Something of Something…

Giant smurf looking guy: We should go to the sacred bush of lost souls. I hear it’s extra sacredy this time of year.

Giant smurf looking guy’s giant smurf looking wife: We did that last week. How but the sacred shrub of hollow visionaries?

Giant smurf looking guy: Nah, too expensive now. What about the stick of underdeveloped dreamscapes?
Giant smurf looking guy’s giant smurf looking wife: You didn’t hear? That place closed down awhile back. The only other place I can think of is the sacred cow patty of the valued elders.

Giant smurf looking guy: That settles it then. Go hook your hair up to that anteater looking horse and let’s get out of here.

Giant smurf looking guy’s giant smurf looking wife: You are so Avatar.

Giant smurf looking guy: If only I could control Ohio’s weather.

Giant smurf looking guy’s giant smurf looking wife: At least you’re very Luke. You got that going for you.

Giant smurf looking guy: Yeah, but you’re no Becky. I’m so Avatar and I don’t even know it.

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