As far back as I can remember....
...I always wanted to be a small, strangely-hatted dwarf living in a community populated solely by gibberish-spewing animals.
To me, being a small, strangely-hatted dwarf living in a community
populated solely by gibberish-spewing animals was better than being
president of the United States.
Even before I went to Tom Nooks
for an after-school job...
...I knew I wanted to be a part of them.
It was there that I knew I belonged.
To me, it meant being somebody.....in a neighborhood full of nobodies.
They weren't like anybody else. They did whatever they wanted. They
trampled Miss Kitty's flowerbed and stole her fruit. They crafted
constellation designs of an unspeakably pornographic nature. They
chopped down their neighbors' trees and left leaf-shaped garbage
strewn all over the beach.
When they played K.K. Samba all night....
...nobody ever called the cops.
So, the day I got busted for posession of stolen fruit was a busy day. I had tod drop a Thanksgiving-themed sofa off at Jimmy's to match the curtains he had. I had to pick up my townmate from the train station, and on the way home, plant some flower seeds for Tom Nook. On top of all that, I had a shipment of dinosaur bones from Mr. Snuffles that needed to be delivered to that damned owl at the museum...
Now here I am, in facing 13 charges of flower trampling, accepting stolen stationary from Poopytown, and defacing Stink City's public message board.
So unless an advance copy of Animal Crossing DS graces my mailbox this week, I'll have to wait around to relive the good ol' days like everyone else. Hell, I can't even get a decent Gyroid these days - right after I got here, I asked for a mini Gargloid, and instead I was given a Drinky Bird toy with a "Happy Birthday" song-chip buried in it's miserable little head. I'm an average nobody... get to live the rest of my life like a schnook.
