I Play Sims (part42)

He looks pretty happy, Logan. You might not want to bug him.

Oh, forget it. You should definitely chase him. Communication is important.

You just love to communicate, don't you.

Step lively! He's getting away!

This is a grand topic, definitely.

"You are correct, sir."

Good lord. Where did Suri go?

That's either nose-picking or thinking. I suppose you can do both at once if you're feeling fancy.

Ah, she might be looking at the new guy across the street, wondering what he wants to eat.

That's a possibility - and it's definitely a good idea to stand across the street from him,
telling a friend your thoughts on the new hungry neighbor.

Perhaps tomorrow you could just pay him a visit?

Well, that's an interesting "visiting the new neighbor" get up.

Ah, the greeting. This is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

"Art is stupid!"

"You have small boobs!"

"Nice to meet you, King Travis."

I gotta say, your roommate is a serendipitous delight, King Travis.

Okay, macaroni and cheese. What's the green stuff in the bowl?
You'll have to give me your recipe.

Now that's some masterful spoonery, right there.

"I mean, babies?! NO. No babies. I'm eating my mackincheese!"

"Drop that palette knife, Ugly - we're throwing a party!"

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I Play Sims (part41)

(sorry for the lack of captions ON the photos, I wanted to get this one up fast.)

There are some big changes happening in the Rosenzweig household. Suri cheating on Darryl with Logan has caused a bit of a kerfuffle, which has caused them to have to move house. Suddenly.

Because that makes sense, right?

Actually, I just had to build them a much simpler home so my laptop wouldn't whinge at me so much. But let's pretend my plot line is sound and just go with it.

Hey, we've moved in! That's not perplexing at all.

How many Sims does it take to calculate where the front door is?

Ah. She found the entrance, but she's afraid to go in.
You can do it, Suri.

Your dinner date is here, Suri. He'll probably want to go inside.

She's feeling fragile, Logan. You might offer to pre-chew her food?

Ah. I suppose a hug is a more sensible option.

Ooh and a cheer. That's nice.
Let's go see what we're having for dinner!

Sushi. Poppy's favorite.

What do you think, Logan? Ya like sushi?

"I love it. It's hilarious."

Come on, now. Grab your fork and eat your sushi.

It's entirely possible Frida likes the cut of your jib.

She's pregnant by the way.

Hrm, yes. Perhaps outside is a good plan.

"I love the out-of-doors."

Oh god, Logan. Go find your date.

Perfect.

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Recipe!

I never posted yesterday. I am an incredibly lazy person. I planned to do a letter to a stranger, since I didn't have a new Sims story even close to ready, but then something shiny happened and it made me need a nap.

Anyway, here's a recipe for something so delicious, you will forgive me for all the times I never posted.

Taco Soup!

2 lbs. ground beef
1-1/2 c. water
1 (15 oz.) can of corn (drained) - get Mexicorn, it's festive as fuck.
1 (14.5 oz.) can of stewed tomatoes
1 (15 oz.) can of black beans (drained)
2 (15 oz.) cans of kidney beans (drained)
1 (15 oz.) can of pinto beans w/jalapenos (drained)
1 (10 oz.) can of diced tomatoes w/green chiles
1 (4 oz.) can of green chiles
1 pkg. ranch salad dressing mix
1 pkg. taco seasoning mix

Brown ground beef and drain off the extra grease (unless you actually like being fat), then mix with taco seasoning. Add beef along with everything else to your crock pot. Cook for a few hours (I dunno - four? fuck, what am I, your mother?) or until people start bugging you about when the god damned taco soup will be done and you can't fucking take it anymore. Eat with tortilla chips and cheddar cheese, or you're dumb.

How it looks before you cook it AND if you're trying to be fancy.

How it looks before you cook it, AFTER you stir your fanciness up. Greasy! Can't wait!

How it looks in my bowl. Yes, I know I should have hand-grated some fresh cheddar.
I am lazier than you.

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