The long grass.

When we die, our bodies become the grass, and the antelope eat the grass.

Grass extracts a mineral called silica from the soil.

What's up? In the cab on the way over, Steve blazed up a doobie.

What lovely green leaves. And here's some grass. What about the brown branches? We haven't got brown paint.

It's a waste. It shouldn't spend its life on a wall in wherever the hell we were.

Where's all the stuff you said? Trees, and dogs, and cats, and grass?

The grass, it needs cutting. I quite like it, it the wild garden look.

Oh, hey. Not as good as this guy. He brought Twizlers.

Hello, Grandpa Pig speaking. Hello, Grandpa Pig, could you help us cut some very long grass?

Good. I'll tie the sticks together to make the body. Granny Pig has found some straw and an old sack.

Peppa and George are playing in the garden. Oh. The grass has not been cut for a while. It's grown very long.

Looks like you did more than just seaweed. Mom, you're beautiful. Does Dad tell you that enough?

Sorry, George. No, the dinosaur was very gentle. It ate lots of grass. Daddy Pig. Oh, sorry. I was being the dinosaur.

Grandpa Pig. Papa lg. Hello, everyone. I hear there's some grass that needs cutting. And it's just a bit too long for my lawn mower.

Nonsense. It'll have grass cut in no time. It does a bit rusty. Maybe I should phone Grandpa Pig and ask if he could borrow us his lawn mower.

Hop aboard. Aye-aye. Captain Grandpa. We'll have this grass cut in no time. Hold tight, here we go. Betsy is very good at cutting grass. This is fun.

But once their acne's cleared up, we'll be able to chop them up and stew them and then we'll get those people down at the hospital un-Petrified.