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So because I have been busy with other things (namely rapacious boypires) and not making anything, I am dumping picspam on you. I hope you enjoy it because it's going to be here either way. It is not terribly exciting because I mostly just got up in my sims' business and took pictures of their pretty faces because this is all sort of new to me again after a year and change of no sims. Also there's Spartacus. A lot of Spartacus.

All looks well in Sully-and-Clancy land, yeah?

No.

This is the next installment of the adventures of Sully, the sim who would not crush. She invited Clancy to move in because they're double bolters and I like the idea of ginger-haired green babies, so sue me. Drama began almost immediately in the form of Clancy trying to make out with her. Here is the chain of events that followed, leading up to the picture you see:
Clancy: *attempts to make out with*
Sully: *rejects!*
Clancy: *goes into aspiration failure*
Sully: *sits down, gets back up, and queues up Make Out autonomously*
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Anomalously, Gitane.

Francine doesn't like to wait for her stylist.

Not at all.



Lydia: The city will pay for that, right?

Must be a secret recipe.

Heads up, because from here on out it's basically all Virginia and Hamburgers.

And Spartacus.

Lots

of

Spartacus.




Jack: *is either excited by her bad makeover or by seeing someone else knocked up for a change*

Don't look so surprised.

Really.

And then Bernice happened while everyone was busy fussing over Spartacus.


Hamburgers: *high fives Virginia's vagina for producing Bernice*

Occasionally they forget about Spartacus long enough to remember they have a daughter.

But everyone is getting on board the Spartacus train.

And also the voyeur train. Ok it is six a.m. so good night.

All looks well in Sully-and-Clancy land, yeah?

No.

This is the next installment of the adventures of Sully, the sim who would not crush. She invited Clancy to move in because they're double bolters and I like the idea of ginger-haired green babies, so sue me. Drama began almost immediately in the form of Clancy trying to make out with her. Here is the chain of events that followed, leading up to the picture you see:
Clancy: *attempts to make out with*
Sully: *rejects!*
Clancy: *goes into aspiration failure*
Sully: *sits down, gets back up, and queues up Make Out autonomously*


Anomalously, Gitane.

Francine doesn't like to wait for her stylist.

Not at all.



Lydia: The city will pay for that, right?

Must be a secret recipe.

Heads up, because from here on out it's basically all Virginia and Hamburgers.

And Spartacus.

Lots

of

Spartacus.




Jack: *is either excited by her bad makeover or by seeing someone else knocked up for a change*

Don't look so surprised.

Really.

And then Bernice happened while everyone was busy fussing over Spartacus.


Hamburgers: *high fives Virginia's vagina for producing Bernice*

Occasionally they forget about Spartacus long enough to remember they have a daughter.

But everyone is getting on board the Spartacus train.

And also the voyeur train. Ok it is six a.m. so good night.

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Virginia and Hamburgers have great genes. Bernice is adorable!
Nothing wrong with a little voyeurism every now & then.
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My thoughts exactly.
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(Anonymous) 2010-10-11 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)