Homework, I have discovered, involves a sharp pencil and thick books and long sighs.
They think I'm too old to cause trouble. Old age is a powerful disguise.
When I'm drawing a picture, I feel...quiet inside.
Humans waste words. They toss them like banana peels and leave them to rot. Everyone knows the peels are the best part.
It's OAT-freaking-MEAL!
And that's how we ended up discovering the evil horses that threatened all of humanity.