what sheriff goes out of town?

i'm amazed that us, the miicord crew have checked out more freddi fish games than v has. given he has played considerably more new games than we have. guess that's just how the luck of the jackpot works huh?

so... what (((wild))) story do our fishy friends get into this time? poor old calico catfish's hogfish have been swiped! uh oh! rustlers responsible for such crime. and it's up to luther and i to solve the case. it won't be easy. going into the town of briny gulch, we head to "just buckles" run by nelson torso. he seems a little... nervous being confronted about the hogfish. what... if he is so innocent... why must he be sweating bullets hmm? that or it's just sweat from all the belt buckles he's made. across him is orchid and her friends peri and ape. they truly represent the country folk. inside the saloon... or... sodaloon rests saltwater stella. she does mention a couple suspicious folks here the other day. who conveniently left behind a piece of paper. looks like it's instructions for how to meet up with fellow rustlers. a film projector sits here featuring several short films. mostly goofy and plot twist filled. eight finger phil plays the piano says he knows nothing about the rustlers. but... the moment we leave... he calls up a... mysterious fishy... hmm... seems like we have multiple suspicious figures in the sea. so... rusty rustler. at high tide. i enter in the combination code noted in the... note... and the door opens! but uh oh... not so easy. a rustler is there to investigate such door opening. and we can't enter the rustler hideout because... we don't look like a rustler. but thankfully, we are told how to look like one. we need a 10-gallon hat, bandana, and belt buckle. oh it's hunting time. and yes the note did taste like paper. thanks to luther's testing. headed forward and... well there's a couple tool fish building a square dance floor... and they fucked up making it circle okay how? and i can't take the screwdriver until i help these folks get their new plank of wood. sahara slim is just up ahead. still not knowing fucking jack about rustlers. but he does have a bandana. though he needs it for now to carry his shit. e. tippet is a small side character i meet up with. a sad... depressed hermit hiding away in his mailbox until he gets his package. poor guy. thankfully our mail snail is nearby with said package... just... got to sneak past this very... not friendly looking shark. unfortunately... u's... whose name is short for... a really fucking long name... anyways... his wagon is broke. and he is slow as... a fucking snail.

oh yeah, i do find the wood needed for the dance floor. conveniently. and it's free too! also convenient! how the fuck did freddi fit that whole plank up her... fins? doesn't matter. wait what? what the hell kind of business is sahara getting into? i thought he didn't know jack about rustlers? well there's another fucking suspect! anyways, wood delivered, screwdriver collected. oh hey it's gill barker! i know that guy! looks like he himself had been involved in... deep shit. no wonder he's so desperate to sell is... uh... shit. well thankfully i do have just enough urchins to get a nut i need for the wheel for u's wagon! and look! right above is a 10-gallon hat! hell yeah! just got to pick it up-annnd it's in use. cool. at least i can make a goofy wanted poster! past the hat is a buoy that... has had better days. it's not able to carry the weight that's on top of the suitcase i will most definitely need. at least i can pick up a crank handle i need. oh yeah i never mentioned. i saw a ship earlier and it was missing a... crank i needed to adjust a sail so i can access a window in said ship. so i get u's wagon fixed up and when e. tippet gets his new mailbox door, i can collect the older one. i adjust the sail of the ship to be able to swim into its window. thankfully luther and freddi are oh so just strong enough to turn it. there's a couple key items i can pick up in here including a letter s and an air pump. luther is not shy to screw with such pump. and boy we better move quickly. those poor hogfish are not having a good day. but then again, neither is the dude responsible for keeping watch of them. all he wanted to do was give them hogs chocolate cake! well anyways, i pump up the buoy to get the suitcase. oh yeah and i collected a couple more urchins along the way to pick up a stick of gum too! i get my belt buckle made with the mailbox door and the letter s. thankfully a belt is already provided for me. convenient. i give sahara the suitcase in exchange for the bandana. just like that i already have 2 of 3 key items and holy fuck sahara's bandana is holding too much shit. i am amazed it all fits in the suitcase. anyways, i chuck the stick of gum down the scary shark's throat so i can move on... all to collect a fucking starfish... all that for that? seriously... you jump through 20 hurdles to get a single coin. i swear.

so who gets the starfish? maybe the dude possessing the 10-gallon hat? well yeah... but it needs to be gold. alright fine i'll give you your damn golden fish. i guess this was our sheriff dude. so the fucker was hiding because he lost his starfish? fucking shrimp. he won't be helpful anyway. i got my shit. just got to put it all on and son of a bitch the hat is the wrong color. of course. after a while i realize i can color it with the ink provided to us by the ol' country fishies. now i can make it in. of course we have no clue what the fuck we're doing once we make it in. we were too excited that we took the disguise off without thinking. that didn't go so well. into the slammer we go. great... now we're even further away from the hogfish than we were before. but anyways, i call it there for the night. this was fun being able to show off some new games in this winter jackpot event! it's amazing how many there were and how many we ourselves checked out. hell i'd be shocked if v gets any more games during the summer sale. no seriously i think he needs to slow the hell down with his game collecting. i know he enjoys it but good grief. he has a shit load of games. maybe he can take some time to play what games he has before he ultimately dies of old age in 70 to 80 years...

yes this blog did just end with me ranting about v's game collection. xd!