I Play Sims (part61)

When last we left the Rosenzweigs, Logan had just attempted to burn the whole damned house down.

Pregnant Suri decided to do the cleanup ...

... right after yelling at Logan so ferociously, he began to hear shapes ...

... and taste the movement of butterfly wings.

Once Poppy extinguished her toosh, she decided to accept an invitation to a late-night date by some dumpsters.

They discussed such things as the moon and how it makes them bonkers ...

... until her date left, and she just stood there eating all the fruit she found in her pockets.

While Poppy was back alley gallivanting, this shit happened -
and even without corporeal form, Stanley's still kvetching about the stereo.

It was a truly tragic scene, until Stanley whips out his cane to threaten that whippersnapper grim reaper.

Shame that only Grimmy seems impressed with Stanley's performance.

Naturally, the day hasn't been strange enough, so Stanley pops right back to life. These Rosenzweigs refuse to die.

I'm now fully convinced this game is trying to give me a bleeding ulcer.

That's right, Suri, karate chop that clown. Does she have to do all the heavy lifting around here?

Logan, quit harassing Rachel about how bikes sound purple and get cleaned up for your son's birthday.

Robert Wilson can't smooch his cake without everyone there to watch.

You're a young adult now!
Alright, everyone grab a slice of cake before he gets his chest hair all over it.

Sit down, y'all. Logan has a speech to make about how houses taste like the smell of triangle.

Uh-oh. Robert Wilson and Poppy are pretending to be far too busy eating from empty plates to listen.

And Suri refuses to indulge your tomfoolery.

Don't look so offended, now.

I mean, Suri shoves phones down your girlfriend's face hole almost every time she asks.

And nobody gives you a hard time about how she's always showing them the weird fetish pictures she has on her phone.

Now that we have that settled, I think we have some Stanley senses tingling. Any ideas what it could be?

Boulders in the washing machine?

Well I don't know! Who can figure out what Stanley means half the time anyway.
His mind is inscrutable, always laughing at birthday cakes, swinging his cane at death ...

... dating an immortal girl who swans around in a nightgown and saddle shoes.
Who even wants to try to decipher that happy horseshit?

Oh hay. You had your baby. Can we name him Charlie?

Yeah, he looks like a Charlie. What are you doing, by the way?

Well, sure. Why give this one any special treatment.

I Play Sims (part62)
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