IT IS TOMORROW
WHERE IS MY UPDATE
KILL THE LAETPERSON
IT'S STILL TOMORROW WHERE I LIVE
SORT OF
The Dragonfly Family, Day 9
We now return to our regularly scheduled update.
So, what happened in a month? Well, the minute I return I’m greeted with Zeph pulling a disgusted face at the phone and a big-bellied Jetx sitting amidst filth, on one of the chairs usually around the table, which is in the garden.
Flora emanates radioactive stink lines after peeing herself on her first day as a teenager and Cheetah mocks her, still wearing her rainbow-bum bathing suit. Eric’s nowhere to be seen.
I don’t even try. They’re natural rednecks.
Jetx just sits there and keeps complaining about the nasty smell. WELL DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT YOU MANIC DEPRESSIVE WASTE OF FOOD ):<
Whoa, um. Okay. Right after I get her some new clothes, Flora spontaneously bursts into tears.
Yeah well who died and made you stylist.
Aww, look everyone! It’s Zeph’s first time getting eye-candy!
I have to keep reminding myself they're not related to not feel creeped out.
Hey Zeph, you’re looking, erm, pretty cool.
Second in many crying moments from Flora.
‘BIRTHDAY NOOGIE!’
‘Huhuhu, sweet.’
Cheetah tries to share some gossip with Flora, who turns around, scowls and ignores her, showing the maturity level of a seven-year-old.
Which she had, until six hours ago.
SHE MAKE CHEETAH A SAD ):
Outcome of the conversation between Zeph and Dapper Gentleman.
hey guys whats going on in this
thread living room.
FUCKING EYE TESTS! CHRIST!
Eric’s arms clip through his torso as Flora teases him about his lack of social life.
Yeah Flora of all things to pick, choose the one thing you two have in common.
GEEZ I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY DO OUR APPLIANCES ALWAYS STOP WORKING
COCKROACHES
KILL IT KILL IT WITH THE DEADLY HUME
Cheetah stares wistfully out of the window, wondering whether she’ll ever be allowed to leave this nightmare.
Clue: No.
Hahaha Jetx wants to get married, poor bastard.
Revenge has never been so sweet.
The kids just got on the bus, wonder what Jetx is up to.
Okay, I went to the bathroom for a couple of seconds and when I came back he was like this and I seriously thought he’d died or something.
It’s like the cover of Little Children.
Only with less paedophiles and more Mpreg.
Master Jenkins’s Book Club, tally ho, pip pip, bang on.
Flora apparently understands Braille.
One of Flora’s Wants was to buy a Jacuzzi, so I obliged.
This will hopefully lead to some hot sim luvin’.
Flora suddenly puts her book down and runs away, I wonder wh
GOOD CHRIST
http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/5636/sims22008083121504775oy5.bmp
Aww, he has big blue eyes, just like Dadd-
Mumm-
Mammy.
And thus, Lord Xenu is born.
I decide to sacrifice a small corner of the girls’ bedroom for him, and hang two paintings. A barren landscape and Jesus, both to remind him of who he is. The barren landscape, that he must be ruthless, the Jesus, to remind him that he must milk as much cash as possible from the future religion based on hatred towards him.
Then nothing happens for three hours.
You do get a good look at Zeph’s t-shirt here though. It is the best t-shirt I could make. It SHINES
I don’t know what’s going on here and I’m not sure I want to.
What would you call the Flinstones if they were gay?
Fags.
Okay, so food rots quickly in this game but this is ridiculous, the bottle’s been there for only an hour.
Lord Xenu’s first threat to humanity: rot-inducing saliva.
And so, they go to sleep.
While Xenu lies awake.
Watching.