When I saw that Rolf had his belongings packed up in boxes tonight, I (momentarily) panicked. But then I realized that this is Wild World, not one of the other Animal Crossing games, and I can simply ask him to stay. It took a few tries, but thatās okay. I donāt want Rolf going anywhere.
I listened in on a conversation between Big Top and Benedict, and they were having a big lovefest because they like the same foods. In particular, they mentioned coconut custard and turnip casserole. I think Iāll just quietly walk away before things get any more awkward.
Speaking of bad taste, Margie was out looking for a cockroach tonight. I tried to keep an eye out, but I didnāt spot oneā¦at least not after she mentioned it. I did see one a bit earlier in the evening, but I donāt typically collect cockroaches just for fun.
Antonio said that heās practicing buttering people up for Yay Day, which is coming up soon. But heās not very good at giving compliments. For example, nobody likes hearing about their nice ear hair.
I made myself a snowman, but it wasnāt easy because the snowballs were halfway across town. Once the snowdude came to life, he did a Santa Claus impression!
But then the jolly fellowās attitude quickly froze over: He said I should have paid more attention to his overall shape and balance. Nah, I should have picked up some weeds and given the ungrateful lump of ice some āniceā ear hair. Go suck a lump of coal, snowboy.
Have a good day, everyone! May your snowpeople be perfect and pleasant!
Antonio: Nobody wants to see my nice ear hairā¦ Me: bruh what
Why would Margie want a cockroach?