When last we left the inmates, most of them were taking grumpy naps on the floor, mere farting distance from like, actual beds.
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| 'twas a mighty funk which roused them; especially disturbed is our resident clean bean, Rev. |
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| Rev tries to remedy the situation through vigorous hand-scrubbing, to no avail. |
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| She's still retching near the workout equipment ... |
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| ...and scowling at the counter. |
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| Until it occurs to her ... |
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| She can clean. |
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| She can scrub. |
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| She can magic the grime away through the powers of her tiny hands! |
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| And as an extra bonus, she can do it while someone stares at her ass. |
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And this ass will inspire fear. Do you hear me?
Once you fix your gaze upon it, you will need to see a medical professional. So be fucking careful. |
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| Stare too long, and you may never be right in the head again. |
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| Meanwhile, watching Bunny Walker squat up to bed reminds me that Rev isn't the only girl getting attention for her ass. |
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Gaw damn. Amirite, Greg?
(also, that's one sweet pajama cardigan) |
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| Don't worry, I'm sure once Arthur Derrick comes out of his fugue over Rev's butt, he'll give yours a proper ogle, Bunny. |
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| Or you could grow an overbite and rage at him from behind. That's cool, too. |
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| See? Now you've even got Husbro eyeing you up. |
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| Welp, there he goes. He'll be useless for a few hours. |
But how is everyone else doing?
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| Girls, you are grody. Congratulations, you won the contest against Ke$ha. Now go bathe. |
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| Uhhhh .... okay, next! |
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| I see the pajama party thrust-off is well underway. Looks like Greg is winning by a ... bulge. |
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| Oh, don't mind him. He hates everything. |
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| He even hates the new trampoline. I mean, who hates a trampoline. |
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| Okay, fine. I stand corrected. |
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| Maybe he does like it, just a little. |
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| But it only reminds him about how much he hates Cory. |
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I wouldn't take it at all personally, though, Cory.
He hates me even when I'm properly bathed and words aren't coming out of my mouth |
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| Just look at him skulking up to me later, when I'm all blind and vulnerable in my jammies. |
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| Risking face and crotch just to try to make me piss my pants. What a guy. |
For those curious about the game-choosed personality traits for our new best friends ...
I Play Sims Asylum (part3)
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6 comments:
Greg as a nurturing mooch... I sense conflicting emotions in his future.
He'll steal candy from a baby and then share it with them.
Green thumb and party animal, though. Nailed my college years.
Also, I love how the entire first half of this post was the Rev BIOU Movie.
Everyone loves that.
It's not that I hate trampolines--but GOD DAMN it totally fucks up your homeowners insurance!
And they break pretty much every single person who gets on one. Trust.
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