I Play Sims Asylum (part2)

When last we left the inmates, most of them were taking grumpy naps on the floor, mere farting distance from like, actual beds.

'twas a mighty funk which roused them; especially disturbed is our resident clean bean, Rev.

Rev tries to remedy the situation through vigorous hand-scrubbing, to no avail.

She's still retching near the workout equipment ...

...and scowling at the counter.

Until it occurs to her ...

She can clean.

She can scrub.

She can magic the grime away through the powers of her tiny hands!

And as an extra bonus, she can do it while someone stares at her ass.

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.

Stare too long, and you may never be right in the head again.

Meanwhile, watching Bunny Walker squat up to bed reminds me that Rev isn't the only girl getting attention for her ass.

Gaw damn. Amirite, Greg?
(also, that's one sweet pajama cardigan)

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.

Or you could grow an overbite and rage at him from behind. That's cool, too.

See? Now you've even got Husbro eyeing you up.

Welp, there he goes. He'll be useless for a few hours.

But how is everyone else doing?

Girls, you are grody. Congratulations, you won the contest against Ke$ha. Now go bathe.

Uhhhh .... okay, next!

I see the pajama party thrust-off is well underway. Looks like Greg is winning by a ... bulge.

Oh, don't mind him. He hates everything.

He even hates the new trampoline. I mean, who hates a trampoline.

Okay, fine. I stand corrected.

Maybe he does like it, just a little.

But it only reminds him about how much he hates Cory.

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

Just look at him skulking up to me later, when I'm all blind and vulnerable in my jammies.

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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I Play Sims (part63)

There's one final thing for Logan to wrap up before leaving the Rosenzweig household.

Alright everyone. Gather up, uh ... gather in. Just ... get in the car. Robert Wilson is graduating!

We made it! And it's already going exactly as planned. Suri's so excited.

This is your day! Drink it in!

Congratulations, Robert Wilson! Now go get a bachelor pad with your father.

Stanley's the man of the house now, as evidenced by his garlic-eating display of dominance.

Next order of business, Kayla's sneezecake celebration!

Refresh my memory on why you still live here, pumpkin?

Oh right. Your mother's the chick who's stuck in the den.

Ah, you're a teenager. How nice for all of us. Put some clothes on.

Now move out of the way, cherub, we have another birthday to commit.

Guys, knock it off. You're next to the cake party table for Gilscarbo's sake.

Exactly, Suri - the birthdays of our offspring are something to be grimly endured.

Throw that kid down so we can expedite this birthday business. We've all been invited to Logan's new
house because we couldn't get rid of him with a bottle of poison, although not for lack of trying.

Lovely. How time marches on and whatnot.

Everyone form a clump by the curb, it's time to go!

Nutella muffins! What are you doing, Suri!?

Oh man. Now this house is stuffed to the rafters with the elderly.

You betcha, thumbs up - once you're done congratulating yourself, we'll shove off.

Gah, I know, Stanley - getting this group anywhere is like herding cats.

She's all stretched out, Logan.
I think I heard her say that she came here to do martial arts on your lawn and kick some ass.

So.

I've noticed that people keep saying this to you.

"Every damned time!"

You lose some, you lose some.

Other than heartbreaking rejection, what else is happening at this event?

Sure. Every party needs a pillow fight.

But it makes sense that Logan would want to break it up.

Since it was totally time for ambiguous hand gestures. Great party. Let's all go home now.

I Play Sims (part64)
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