03x10 - A Tree Story

[bunniefuu]

ohh I didn't find any hatchet. I can

catch many trees.

I am being tired of the chop-chopping

all day long.

Hey, am I the only tree around here that

thinks this stinks?We've sat idly

by for years while they make

hoses out of us! Yeah, well, us

threats and loved ones birthed

fireplaces. But now this monkey with a

hitchet has gone too far. Yeah!

We have to put a stop to this! We have to

strike back!

Oh, man, that hurts!

Let's go!

Ah, there's nothing like a drive in the

country. Blue sky, fresh air. The

stately beauty of the trees.

Uh

To the lust I grapple with thee.

Grapple, grapple!

I'm not dead. This is incredible. It's

just a bad bruise.

Don't look, Sally.

Fight that! Mom.

Mom!

You want maple

syrup?

The trees are revolting.

This can't be happening. Out of my wagon,

furry lizard. You have found that monkey

with the hatchet that started all this.

Monkey with a hatchet?Did this monkey

have a bright red butt?Yeah, it'll make

you sick. I should have known IR Baboon

was involved. I must find Baboon and

restore peace. It's humanity's only

chance. For I am Weasel.

Stupid trees! They say I am monkey with

Patrick! Ha! I am a nood with

Patrick! You've been a very naughty

monkey. It's time that you apologize to

the trees and make peace. Now, Claire,

you know... Let this meeting come to

order. The floor recognizes the Douglas

fir. As we all know, the holiday

season's upon us. And with that comes the

annual tradition of...

It's all right, doggy. I'm sorry.

I think what Doug is trying to say is

that every year, eh, thousands of us

Canadian pines and firs, like Doug,

are cut down in our prime, ehAnd our

corpses are dragged into human homes.

Order! Order! Floor recognizes the merch.

Actually, my boy wanted to say something.

All right. The floor recognizes the son

of the birch. I remember when humans came

and took my old brother, Timmy, and I cut

him up and built a floor out of him.

We're not even safe from those human

children. They come and build triages

using 16 pinny nails. 16!

It hurts, Val! Order!

The floor recognizes the weeping willow.

Somebody shut up the willow! It's

that gorilla and the lizard!Just

remain civilized. You there, monkey with

the hatchet. Go on, baboon. Apologize to

the trees. I'm being humor.

You

can see, I'll have to fix this myself.

Stop, stop Spare that monkey with the

hatchet. I know man has wronged you,

but we can live in peace with each other.

There's so much we can learn from trees.

From your wisdom and age, and of

Barkentest. But we're tired of living

in fear. We want a place to call our

own. To be able to live free.

Yeah, and not be cut down.

I think I have a solution. So

all the trees in the world were given an

island all their own. Watch

it! You're standing on my roots! Well,

you're blocking all my sunlight! Hey,

it's drinking out the water! Whose

brilliant idea was this anyway?Back on

land, everyone suffered from exposure to

the sun due to the lack of shade from

trees.

Shade became a scarce commodity.

They're supposed to be selling. Oh,

please go bye-bye. We have to respect the

freedom of all humans, even if they are

trees. It's the

trees! They come back! But

what made you guys decide to come back?

Trees are going to be around all the

time. Bubbles, did you ever talk to a

tree?Like talking to a log.

Yeah, especially the hardwoods. Yeah,

Grandma. At least we're not a bunch of

saps like you. Ooh, stop

scaring us. We're petrified. You want a

piece of the oak?Come on, I'm right here.

I'll make a table out of you. Just like

your brother. You lost

sawdust woody?

Tree

Oh, well, at least things have after all.

Hey, how did I get a splinter?