This morning when I turned on Animal Crossing, there was a severed horse head in my bed

C'mon, you have to believe me. I turned the game on, and there I was in my house, but there was a lump under the sheets. So I pushed them aside to the sound of rising dramatic music and WHAM! Horse-head!

You know what it is? I think it's that Nook guy, the one who owns the shop. I owe him money on the house and I think he was trying to drop me a hint. Either that, or Wart Jr. the frog was getting' heavy on my 'cuz I still haven't gotten his Game Boy back from Lu Lu the Hippo. The scary thing is, I mean, it's a HORSE head. It coulda been someone I knew. Henry the Horsie? Who knows? The guy probably had a job. A nice house. A dipping bird.

Look, why don't you believe me? I'm telling you, that Raccoon ... he's got it in for me. He's after me. I don't want to go back in there. Don't make me go back in there!

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Maybe it was Hank the Parrot. I don't trust that parrot ... squaking little ... freakshow. GET HIM AWAY FROM ME!

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‘Talk Like a Pirate Day’ is making it really difficult to coordinate my Battlefield 1942 team.

I'll never understand the fixation with my dad's unorthodox Battlfield 1942 tactics.

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