I Play Sims 2 (part2)

Well, look at how pregnant you are, you little slut.

Let's call her Melissa.

They grow up so fast and festive these days.

That hair is not putting me a party mood, though.

You're a child now! Time to do your homework!

Once that dog I told you not to talk to finishes eating it.

Meanwhile, I've decided you're going to be immortal, Geneva - so start juicing.

Also, quit it with the fires, you're irritating the whole department.

And no more flopping your grilling meats around. That's irritating me.

Plus, you've got to stop staring at the pasta. The neighbors are starting to talk.

Melissa's a teenager now! Time for her to make some friends, I guess.

Maybe one with a less curious nature.

Screw it, just turn into an adult and have a nervous breakdown like everyone else.

I know a guy who can give you a great face sanding that'll fix you right up.

See? All we have to do is get you wearing something that won't attract the wrong kind of Sim.

Now get downtown and find a man.

But try doing something other than stuffing cookies into your face with a random old lady.

Yeah, I suppose that qualifies as something different.

I Play Sims 2 (part3)
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