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| As one would expect, Suri is not at all pleased with the new baby, and chooses to express her feelings by attempting to karate chop Logan right down the middle. |
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| Looks like he working on a mighty retort. |
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| This appears to be a very personal topic. Let's go check on the others. |
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| Uh-oh, Stanley got sent to the corner. Let that be a lesson to you, young man. |
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| Robert Wilson has donned his contemplation robe to ruminate on his imaginary best friend. |
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| Which puts him in the perfect mood to spend some time with his Aunt Frida on the backyard deck. |
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| Poppy just got her first job and she is so! freaking! happy! |
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| Honestly, have you ever witnessed someone quite this enthusiastically trying to choke themselves in their front yard? |
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| Oh, you're getting good at this. Better lighting in here, too. |
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| Meanwhile, when Logan's not getting so excited about the color green that he begins to rain ... |
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| ... or flirting with no one in particular ... |
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| You might find him in the grass wearing a butterfly as a hat and hanging out with his favorite gnome. Word. |
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| He can also be found spending a lot of time in the bathroom, sometimes with a measure of trepidation. |
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| Good god, what did you do? |
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| Sometimes, he's not alone in the bathroom. |
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| Now and then, he's better off left alone. This one might be a draw, Logan. I'll leave you to it. |
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| Suri's taken up skulking. |
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| Not to mention, making her thoughts about colors known through mild flooding, as well. |
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| This has necessitated more carpet mopping than usual, but at least it's keeping Rachel out of trouble. |
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| In fact, when Ms. Chase got herself stuck to the floor of the den and isn't budging for nothing ... |
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| ... Rachel is so tuckered out, she hasn't even thought to protest. |
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| Although, Poppy is bursting with enough energy to protest anything, large or small - including Logan's face. |
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| However, all of this pales in comparison to what's going to happen next. |
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| It may be a long and arduous process, but Robert Wilson's imaginary friend is about to become a real Sim! |
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| You might want to get comfortable, I'm not even kidding. |
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| We are going to be here awhile. Forever, even. |
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| Juuuuuuust waiting. |
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| Fer real, it takes a shocking amount of time. |
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| Finally. Hey, it's a girl. Now, what have we learned about girls? |
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| That's right. They are evil and you must conquer them with hand-holding. |
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3 comments:
Holy crap, that transformation DID take forever.
Oh man, if I would've known that imaginary friends could turn into females, I would have had a shitload more of them as a kid. Dammit!
Butch, I thought my damned game had locked, except that Robert Wilson kept moving around to indicate being bored as hell.
Greg, I had an imaginary pet dinosaur as a kid. I wonder what he'd have turned into.
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