Jeff's ACCF Blog

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!

Broccolo asked me to make a delivery to Gladys tonight, so I took the package (a jungle camo shirt) to her. She seemed to like it.

Kitt was still sick today, so I bought some medicine for her once again. It helped her so much that she started doing some dangerous-looking acrobatic moves, risking the life of her child. I don’t think she’ll be winning any “parent of the year” awards.

When I told Broccolo I made the delivery for him, he thanked me and gave me some ceramic tile. “Nothing screams Mr. J like some ceramic tile,” he quipped. And any time I read a sentence with “Mr. J” in it, I can’t help but to read it in Harley Quinn’s voice.

I caught a few summer beetles and sold some fruit, so that I could get my bank balance up to a nice, cool 25 million bells.

I had a chat with Gladys the ostrich tonight. She told me the best thing about moving to Forest is that she got to meet Fang. What am I, chopped liver?

Twiggy told me that she got an e-mail from a Nigerian prince informing her that she won some contest. She just has to mail away a fossil to claim her prize, and she asked me to find it for her. Sorry Twiggy, but I’m actually doing you a favor by not getting the fossil for you. It’s a scam, you bird-brain.

I headed up to the Roost to check out K.K. Slider’s Saturday night performance. He played some salsa for me.

I bought some medicine for Kitt, since she was sick with a cold. But I’m not so sure that flipping upside down is a good idea when you have a joey in your pouch. It doesn’t have a seat belt, does it?

Static also asked me for a fossil, but his wasn’t for an e-mail scam. So I found a sabertooth torso for him. He rewarded me with 552 bells.