New Enemy

Bud is now gone; I received his goodbye letter in the mail.

Stop cryin', Jeff! I'm hitting the road so I can bulk up my calf muscles. Next time you see me, I'll be RIPPED! Don't cry! -Bud

Crazy Redd had the basic painting up for sale today. But basically, I didn’t need it.

I found a note in a bottle on the beach, and it contained an “unchain” letter. Hey, at least it’s honest.

Unchain Letter. Even if you send this letter to five people, nothing good will happen to you. It's a proven fact!

Rocco asked me what I thought about his clothes (a danger shirt). I picked the middle/neutral option, “meh.” He got upset and started insulting me. He said I had no clue about fashion or aesthetics, he called me a hippie, and then he said I wouldn’t recognize a high-quality stamp if I fell on one. Ouch.

Rocco: Yeah, I figured you had no clue about high fashion, or even basic aesthetics.
You look like an overgrown construction sign.

All of that, and I didn’t even choose the negative response to his question! What a jerk. I guess I have a new enemy in town.

I did a little lot of fishing and bug catching. Some of my better catches included an atlas beetle (8,000 bells), three red snappers (3,000 bells each), and a hammerhead shark (8,000 bells).

I caught a hammerhead shark!

Big Top gave me a free BB shirt, so I accepted it and put it on. I then ended my game for the night shortly after Nook’s shop closed. See you all next time!