Xaviers!

It has come to my attention that a certain gentleman of low moral fiber has been aiming his attentions at a lady friend of mine that I have spent a considerable amount of time wooing. I have made a great effort to constantly provide for her and chatted her up frequently. I even remembered her favourite gift on her birthday. I brought her a bouquet of flowers and recently, she kissed me in a romantically secluded and dark venue.

Now this usurper thinks he can just come in and just take her affections from me. This will not stand!

Be warned, Victor Freud. I am not opposed to 'cutting a bitch', to borrow vernacular from your southern brethren.

Well I don't know about you, but I think it's best to let a lady choose for herself. Perhaps she was impressed by my winning the fall festival harvest contest after having only been a farmer for two and a half seasons? Maybe you smell like fish? Maybe it's the suspenders?

You two are both dorkuses for fighting over Abigail when the clearly superior bachelorette Leah is available.

I thought it would be obvious Ms. Weaver.I already have a long and established history of liking them 'spoopy'. And anyways when I asked Haley to dance she told me 'Ew, no' and Emily refuses to be tamed.


You're too late now Freud. I have given her an engagement gift and she told me yes. In two days time we will be wed and her fling with you will be a distant memory.

Do not underestimate my pumpkin harvest.

Did you have 71 pumpkins of regular quality saved in your fridge just for her? I bet your answer is no.

No.

Because my harvest isn't done yet.

I'm sorry Freud what was that? I can't hear you over the sound of holy matrimony.

I keep forgetting to go to the beach during rainstorms.

Also been spending too much time tooling the farm.
http://www.upload.farm/1BNoPo

I'm eventually going to move my coop over beside my barn. The fence over there is temporary, I'll either put my slime hatchery over try and make it into a proper orchard.