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Well, I'm thankful that my parrot's not dead yet! Seriously. That bird's got some will to live. Speaking of, I actually got around to feeding it, though my scrub thinks that it's the parrot's bodyguard or something and started to attack me. What happened? Did it do a complete 180 on its personality or something? Yeesh! Well, anyway, while I like the idea of dead men-er, parrot tell no tales, I don't actually want to be responsible of killing something.
So, Thanksgiving. I had this funny little custom back when I lived in Twilight Town: I would ring the church bell so that instead of all of the boring townies turning into pigs, they'd turn into turkeys! It was hilarious watching them run around like their heads were cut off! Then, when I was doing theater with Flurrie and company, I think I bummed off of one of them and had dinner with them.
Now, this year? Ehhh, I'm not sure what I wanna do. More people's getting their stuff stolen, so I really want to guard my stuff. Buuuuttttt I also wanna stuff my face with food. Ugh.
So, Thanksgiving. I had this funny little custom back when I lived in Twilight Town: I would ring the church bell so that instead of all of the boring townies turning into pigs, they'd turn into turkeys! It was hilarious watching them run around like their heads were cut off! Then, when I was doing theater with Flurrie and company, I think I bummed off of one of them and had dinner with them.
Now, this year? Ehhh, I'm not sure what I wanna do. More people's getting their stuff stolen, so I really want to guard my stuff. Buuuuttttt I also wanna stuff my face with food. Ugh.