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| I say there, young rapscallion, would you be so kind as to not litter in my forest? It would be frightfully good of you not to. | |
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| I am Sir Woodsmith von Trassel III, and I have been assigned the task of keeping America's forests free of trash and refuse dropped by you ne'er-do-wells. | |
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| I don't care!! Littering is fun!! I hate nature!! I'm rocking out to YOUTH MUSIC as we speak!!! | |
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| Oh dear...it would seem this one will not cooperate with the plans I have for this garden of Earthly delights. | |
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| Shut up, old man!! KORN RULEZ! | |
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