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This is my blog, and it is dangerous. Do you think I want to die like this?





Wednesday, November 19, 2014

I Play Sims 2 (part5)

What's all this intensity about, compadres?
Dammit, Maura - don't encourage them.
Teenage Gretchen. Eating a forkful of nothing - but the pink hair is ... kicky.
Perfect, your tree is on fire and it's stopped raining. Not to mention, it's completely inaccessible to the fire fighter.
He just stood in the house talking about not being able to do his job, while everyone watched it burn,
and the maid bitched about walking on a triangle.
It could have killed someone, but instead it chose to become this inaccessible pile of rubble. Good times.
Speaking of good times, I thought I told you two to quit this wacky horseshit. Go blog about your hobbies.
Eugene has no trouble keeping himself busy with his invisible horse.
His kitchen primping alone requires careful scheduling.
Plus, the amount of time he spends communicating through the island counters about
"the others" doesn't leave any time for shenanigans.
But yeah, just keep doing this. It won't end badly at all.
Because it's not just Eugene who is thinking, "enough with the serenading, woman."
Geneva may not know a fork from a sword, but that dancing made her your girlfriend and she's breaking up with you.
And that's why you're old and derp now. See how that works?
Now go start a microwave fire with your noodles and think about what you've done,
and how you got your neck to do ... that.
Who ... the hell is this goober on the back deck?
Now he's cooling out in the front room! Eugene! Do something!
Watch out, weirdo, Eugene is flexing.
I've seen manlier responses to a stranger in the house, but I'm sure this sends a message.
Now you've done it. He's thoroughly offended.
I Play Sims 2 (part6)
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3 comments:

Dogs On Drugs said...

Dude's an Amway salesman. Eugene should have set him on fire.

Unknown said...

But we already had two fires this chapter!

Unknown said...

That old lady is terrifying. Why did I read this so close to bedtime. WHY????