Kitt sent me a letter, thanking me for the medicine I recently took her while she was sick. She also sent me a men’s toilet along with the letter. I thought that was a bit odd.
I played too late to catch K.K. Slider’s Saturday night performance. Even Booker knew that the show was over.
Twas the night before fireworks, and all over town…
Villagers were excited, imitating the sound.
They like fireworks to be big, especially Fang.
They like fireworks to be loud, to hear the big bang.
If you’re not able to play, on the night of tomorrow…
You’ll hear no big boom; you’ll be filled with sorrow.
Don’t fret if you miss it; don’t count all your woes.
For this August shall bring four more of the shows!
But if you can watch the night sky in motion,
Be sure to enjoy every single explosion!