Crazy Redd had a perfect painting for sale today, but of course, I didn’t need it.
Tonight, I listened in on a conversation between Roald and Jeremiah. Roald said that someday, he’s going to fill a pool with lemonade and swim laps while he drinks.
Jeremiah responded that he would rather fill a pool with crème brûlée. Roald did not like that idea.
Jeremiah then said that he doesn’t have a pool, and he wondered if Tom Nook would dig one for him.
Roald said that Tom Nook was too flabby to do that much hard work.
Anyway, I later visited Bree. She told me it was hard work being pretty. I wonder how she found out? Maybe Margie or Rosie told her.
She tried making an analogy about love and affection, comparing them to lemon tea and mango mousse. But I think she got a bit confused somewhere along the way.
And why are lemon-flavored beverages the main topic of discussion today?
Gaston asked if I wanted to have a competition to see who could catch a pond smelt first, and I declined the offer. So he asked if I was an antisocial freak.
And on that pleasant note, I ended my game for the night. See you all next time!
Funnily enough, lemons wouldn’t even appear until two games later.
A lemonade pool sounds painful since it can get in scratches from nets, axes, pitfalls and shoves and slow, wouldn’t your eyes hurt?
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Yeah, it sounds like it would burn your eyes. Not to mention, you’d be drinking lemonade that’s come in contact with your whole body… No thanks.