|"Now be a good boy and go stand in the shower fully clothed until somebody tries to burn the Asylum down..."|
|Great. The hot dogs are burnt again.|
|Alright, y'all, you know what to do - commence panicking.|
|Tip-top trepidation there, Arthur Derrick.|
|You're all precious gemstones.|
|Hey, do any of you mind if I do a little freestyle here?|
|Of course you don't. Check this shit out, I'm amazing. My vagina can do anything.|
|Oh yeah, sorry to have worn you out with the fire I didn't start, but managed to extinguish, Sweets.|
|You probably need a snack.|
|I think I might be doing the hot dog procedure incorrectly. I'm supposed to rub my food on a friend for extra flavor.|
Well, this is embarrassing.
|Ooh, Eve - you should know better than to eye up Rev's dog. Nobody's in the mood for anything tonight.|
|It's hard to find the words I need to ask about this.|
|Oh hey, thanks Arthur Derrick. You're a peach.|
|I don't know what I would have done without you to transfer the pile of filthy laundry ... over. A little.|
|Is the TV broken again? Couldn't we be watching literally anything else but this?|
|Here we go, a grand idea. Pillow fights are never not edifying.|
|You really detect the uplifting of her mind and character. |
Even Lord Sweets is receiving some second-hand improvementations.
|Not a moment too soon, either - he's been kicking up some naughtiness which is getting stuck right in my craw.|
|For one thing, I don't like having to catch any face-sass when I'm just trying to have a nice stare with one of my friends.|
|It makes it really hard to enjoy having my crotch intensely examined through my night shirt.|
|And he shouldn't be doing that thing with his neck. It's just fuckin' creepy and it gives Rev |
permission to do whatever this thing she's doing is, which I kind of don't like much.
|He's also started sitting like this. It's like trying to watch television next to someone who's |
about to murder me with soft, lotioned hands and then knit a scarf from my hair. Or something.
|He's gotta stop following me around, too.|
|He is really bleaching my bricks today. I'm about to do something bad with a sword.|
|Oh good, these two are the perfect distraction.|
|And I totally agree with you, too. We should throw a party. I hope somebody brings a platter of something.|
I Play Sims Asylum (part13)