Hello there, and welcome back to the blog that updates so infrequently, I forget my Sims’ own names! Today we are continuing month five of my TS2 BACC, where we’ve got demons, aliens, and gangs.

So Abraham chose a beautiful tropical vacation for his honeymoon with Ivy, which naturally he spent with his brother. The night breeze brought the smell of salt, the moon gave perfect illumination for sandcastles, and all of the stars were visible in the cloudless night sky…

They wandered over to the pirate ship, where in the steady rain, Ivy demonstrated the proper form for squats.

“Don’t spread your legs like this, okay, Jeff? It won’t work!”

For real, though, the ship seemed to be less about riddles and more about goofy poses.

“Ivy, I thought we were doing squats?”
“Forget that, now it’s time for leg stretches!”

I’m not sure Jeffrey really took her advice. You need to have your knees way lower for good fencing posture.

Meanwhile, this Townie continues to piss off the locals.

“How dare you approach me in such a stupid hat!”

“Yeah, well, that leaf headband isn’t much better! What do you think this is, Rome?!”

“Fool! No one insults my outfit and lives!”

And just in case you thought it was just her…

“You look ridiculous in those braids, punk!”

“How dare you insult that woman’s appearance, you ruffian!”

“Speak for yourself, fanny pack freak!”

“Why don’t you learn some manners, lady?!”

“I’ll show you manners, you little twerp!”

I’d tell you what the guy is doing, but I really have no idea. Checking out her ass?

“So, you ready? Machete in hand?”
“I’ve never been more ready.”

“Ow, my eye! You stabbed my eye!”
“HAR HAR, THE PIRATE WRENCH GETS IT!”

“How about I pull that eye right out of your socket!”
“HO HO, DO I SPY SOME TROUBLE?!”

Warning: The Surgeon General cautions against drinking and handling sabres, and especially against drinking and handling sabres in a bikini.

“I can’t believe I had to wait out here all day and night just to meet a lousy ghost. I’m too old for this shit.”

“So here’s the idea: sumo wrestlers…”

“With big simoleon bags for heads…”

“Beating up clocks.”

“Get off of me, you punk! I just got my new glass eye!”

“Hmph, what a lousy vacation this has been.”

“First the microwave breaks, pouring liquid everywhere…”

“Then the TV broke, and Abraham got his head stuck under the dishwasher…”

“Then a witch doctor lectured me on my egg-flipping techniques!”
“Look, if you’re leaving half of the egg and yolk stuck to the pan, you’re doing it wrong!”

“Abraham, the least you could do is be in sync with us.”
“At least I’m not backwards!”

“Sir, the pen is not free with your stay, please return it.”

“Abraham, is it me or are there strangers trying to hop in our taxi?”
“Take us with you!”
“Please! Before the anti-hat squad gets us!”

Ah, a charming end to the vacation.

“Ugh, your makeup looks like dried meat loaf!”

I’m not sure the vacation was as relaxing as my Sims might have wanted, but then again, Jeffrey’s whole life is relaxation.

“Not true! This is hard work!”

“Hard work?! I’m being attacked by bees! In the dead of winter!”

So thanks to the power of endless Townie money, Ivy came into the family with an absurd amount of knickknacks.

Though, this one is probably the most impressive. I can only imagine that she would climb to the top and then somehow hop around using the pot.

“Heh heh heh. All that matters is that I have you, Blowie.”

So I was able to get a nice shower-tub ZEBRA combo using the power of CC. It has some… Interesting results. I guess they just have the drain half-plugged somehow so she can shower without him losing bath water?

It’s helping my Sims practice their discorpeal skills, though.

“Augh, Rover, not through the fifth dimension!”

There’s no rest for the wicked, though, and it’s back to our industrial gym to aim for that Athletic unlock!

My Sims seem to think they are unlocking something else, though.

Komei, stop harassing the customers.

“Gosh, this gym is so boring. Time to spice it up!”

“Magical human, I do hope that that spell is not aimed at me.”

“Don’t be silly, Maxima. I only use my magic on pretty ladies!”

As our gym expands, we add a basketball court, which literally no one uses.

I”m sure the fact that it is taller than the roof of the building that it is in has nothing to do with it.

The sauna gets used, but mostly by Andy so he can get his “cranky old man” hours in.

The gym is also a hotbed for romance, as all gyms are.

“So many men, so little time!”

“Stupid naughty witches and their pet roaches, I swear…”

Forget the naughty witches. Our bigger problem is fickle weather.

“This is ruining my ability to enjoy the gym!”

Actually, Maxima loves the gym and will hang out for days on end until he runs out of power. Not the best AI on ‘im.

Our gym proceeds, though! I use that energizer to keep Abraham here for days on end to make money and keep on expanding and replacing the roof shingles that we lose through stray basketballs. We’re getting there!

“Check out this new belly dancing move, Jeffrey!”

“Ivy, I came as soon as I could from the hot tub where I’m seducing your husband! Can I help?”

Meet Samuel.

Abraham, of course, makes a great father.

“Phew, his butt smells! And that powder is tickling my nose!”

“Do I hear the baby crying–? Oh well, time to magic away these puddles!”

“Gosh this interactive dace game sure is fun– is that a baby crying?”

“Hmmm, so Euro didn’t even get home until now… Is that a baby I hear?”

Using dark magic, Ivy’s subconscious merges with the curtain and they become one, able to bathe the dog and nearly match the wallpaper at the same time.

“You know, you could hold your son at some point, Abraham.”
“No, you do such a good job, you can have him.”

“Yes, the wall is hooing my arm! No, I’m not on drugs! Could you just send EMTs over already?!”

“And in conclusion, even the EMTs want me.”

“Mr. Death, I assure you that I put my paw on all required paperwork.”

“Scout, get out of the way, I can’t mourn the cat!’
“You snooze, you lose, Endo!”

“No, not Owlet! Noooooo!”
“Seriously, Mr. Death, could you just let me go before this human gets tears on my fur. Tears are wet.”

“Nooooooo!”

Dude, you didn’t even cry this much over Nery or your own dad.

Speaking of his dad…

“That whippersnapper, hanging out in my hot tub! He won’t magic his way out of this one!”

Yes, things are quite normal here at the Cable household. I’m sure that death grip Sandy has on her drink is nothing to be worried about.

“I knew you couldn’t escape!”
“You liar, it was lightning, not you!”
“Who do you think summoned the lightning?!”
“I’m going home!”
“As I planned, mwahahaha!’

“Good to see you got all cleaned up my man. Unlike my half-sister…”

“I hear she’s starting to look like half-burnt food herself!”

“Mommy, I’m trying to sleep. Can’t you pop my sibling out any quieter?”

Poor Quentin’s first memories are of Ronreo running away and dad dying, by the way. Poor kid.

Meet Emily! Her first memory is of meeting Amin, because that’s not creepy.

Quentin might have been better off with dad staying dead, really.

“Look Quen, Owlet came back to life and is good as new!”

Then again, he can hold his own.

“Dad, you liar! Just because you came back doesn’t mean Owlet did! And stop trying to cheat on your first move!”

Well at least someone’s having fun.

Or not.

“I just wanted to get a snooze away from the kids, but even the doghouse isn’t safe.

“Aaaaaaaah, my arms really need the streeeee–“
“Stop trying to feel me up, Amin, you’re too obvious.”

“Guys, how does this work?”
“Really, Ben, it’s a horn, you blow on it!”
“But from which end?”

Emily pops into a pretty average-looking toddler, for an alien kid.

She’s a 10/6/10/3/5.

“You moved my grave!”

Did you really think I’d keep it in the middle of the room?

Ever take a picture that just strikes you as odd, but you can’t caption it well?

Yeah, square water in the faucet, but I don’t have much else for you.

Hm.

Back to these guys.

Yeah, I know, we already saw them this month! But for whatever reason, they are next in the photos, so we’re getting them again. What the hell happened, I have no idea.

“All I’m saying is it wasn’t nice to say someone smelled like backwater chili when you were wrong, and it’s not nice now.”

Poor Noah is finding out that being the last child of four is not always great.

“Why I get bwoken wobot?”

He’s a 8/9/2/10/6. So he’d be a total clean freak partier if he could be bothered to move.

The sisters, meanwhile, all cram into a tiny-ass spot on the floor to handle their homework piles.

Really, life for them isn’t quite working out in general.

“Whatever, man, they don’t appreciate my genius.”

“Nor do you appreciate mine, arrrrrgh!”

You see those red-yellow bills? Yeah, we don’t have the money to care about your needs or genius.

“No, I don’t like rain, Randy. See this skirt? How would that work in the rain?!”

Crotch rocket power, for all your Sim birthday needs!

It’s always a bit concerning when the Townies are more excited about your SIm’s party than their own family is.

“Whatever, I’d rather have a drink with Tylo.”

Okay, guys, the dog’s life sucks enough without starving him to death.

And do we really have to force Noah to eat outside?

“It’s fine. That’s what my sweater and scarf are for.”

“I may hate Dad, but my grades are great!”

Though perhaps it’s not so much hate as it is deep, deep concern.

“The human is gargling salt water, shoving his arm through the curtains, and swaying his hips. This cannot be good.”

Gnome Mart, for when you gotta have food right now.

This family is constantly proud of noodle arms.

“It’s not that! I’m examining my arm for lice!”

Yeah well, cut that out and give your poor neglected 4th child some attention.

“Do I have to?”

I mean, your daughters are kind of busy.

eeeeeeeeeee

So actually that’s because the E key on my keyboard broke and so falls off, but honestly I like it better than any caption I could come up with.

As for the other daughter, she’s currently freezing to death.

“W-w-w-weeeee, b-b-b-bub-b-bles…”

Josephine, for god’s sake, get inside.

I don’t think climbing the sphere is much of an improvement. See, too many bubbles and you think you’re in some sort of prison and not something you willingly hopped into.

“Hi Dad, it’s my birthday, so to make myself happy, I’m giving you a gift!”

Complete with the brother looking too much like Buck Grunt.

“Hi yes, it’s my birthday, and I changed into a bathrobe, so I might just be flashing people on it. You in?”

And lo and behold, they were.

“Heads up, lads and lasses! We gotta stripping eighteen-year-old to look for!”
“And wizards!”

The wizard’s behind you, kid.

“I can’t believe they care more about Uncle Abe than me. Maybe if I do strip?”

Let’s not traumatize the children, please.

“Wooooooo Amanda got a wizard to come!”
“Go Amanda!”
“Go me, the wizard!”

“Augh, Mom, you just shoved your head through my clavicle!”

“Get some fine boobs, Amanda!”
“Go for the boobs!”

Great, he’s not only a wizard, but a pervert.

“Hooray, she grew up!”

Seriously, her cousin is hella excited about this. And who is shoving their hand through Benjamin?

Look, I know, the population still isn’t high enough, okay?

Needy bastards.

“R-Randy? What’s wrong?”

Can anyone else read those thought bubbles? Looks like the overly enthusiastic cousin and someone else?

It’s your eldest’s birthday, you know.

“Whatever. I need to get rid of my Elder body.”

“Like I want to stay in this place anyway. Let’s see, apartments for rent…”

“Yes, my dear, ice cream DOES make the best medium for sweet Try for Baby.”
“DAD!”

No wonder Amanda wants to move out.

Josephine is a bit of an Outdoorsy Sim. That or she’s suicidal.

To be fair, though, at least she and Noah actually NOTICE the dogs.

“Why do I have to fix the piano?”

Because you need skill points and it won’t electrocute you.

Ah, yes, the tuning clearly improved the sound if the dog’s howling along.

“PLEASE SHUT UUUUUUUUUUP!”

Sorry, did the piano wake you up?

“Yes, my bed still exists!”

“Honey, doesn’t my father being here make the mood so romantic?”
“Oh Andy!”

“Why, I’ll bifurcate my torso for you!”

“AUGH GRANDPA!”
“Look, my son’s a pervert, and I need to let out my frustration!”

Speaking of perverts…

“Should we put the kid elsewhere before… Consummating?”
“Nah, might have well traumatize her young.”

I swear, Lilac gets aspiration points from breathing.

“Well I am a Plant Sim. No pollution +1000!”

“Oh my god, Lilac, they’re eating his liver!“

Joke shamelessly stolen from this MST3K episode.

I guess the liver-eating was so bad that Meadow decided to actually take care of the kid.

But alas, I couldn’t keep them there for long. Lady, she’s already got food, what does she need another bottle for?

“Look, this my first job since the town started, give me a break!”

“Psycho lady, you will never guess who died!”

“Plasmosis! Because of a ghost! And he acts like he’s so tough!”

“Look, psycho lady, maybe you should try a job or something instead of hanging around our house.”

“Antoinette, come here!”
“Screw you lady, I barely know you.”

A rare moment of mother-daughter bonding.

“Look, psycho lady, I’m just saying that it’s rude to summon a wolf to bother the mailman.”

“Could it be, mom? Did I actually survive to childhood?”

Rather than bonding with their child, the parents promptly went for molesting each other.

Not to worry, though, our pirate-princess-tiger made her own amusements.

+1000 for sitting near your mom?

“Look, I know this family, this is the best I can hope for.”

I’d argue, but I have about five hundred photos of Lilac ignoring her family for the computer.

Don’t worry; Antoinette is getting her revenge.

“I swear I didn’t mean to throw it that hard!”

9/7/9/3/1. This is why you don’t neglect your children, folx.

Slave labour, though, that’s okay!

“Young lady, you wouldn’t have to wear that frumpy nightgown if you exercised more.”

Smooth, nanny. Like this kid isn’t mean enough.

“I can’t believe I decided to become a nanny. What was I thinking?!”

Antoinette is a pretty easy child though, if a slight freak.

Make that a massive freak.

“Look, there have to be wizards out there somewhere who are willing to take on a demon child.”

Maybe she wouldn’t be a demon child if you paid attention to her.

“Look, honey, we deserve a rest after working so hard to raise our child.”

“But first… Smash your head with a suitcase!”

*BAM*

*TWAP!*

“Oh my gosh, they have Canadian geese! Truly, this is a rare and special land.”

“Yes, I’m here to have the best vacation possible, and also to be really creepy with my hands.”

Oh great, the creepers have already found Antoinette.

“Sir, what is that on your shirt? Sir?”

No, Antoinette, don’t get in the van!

“Lady, I don’t think kidnappers use a purple van with a logo.”

“It worked, Lilac! Good call on telling her to just walk around outside for a while!”

“Only 500 for escaping my mothers’ nefarious scheme? Hmph.”

“Hmmm,  water surrounded by stones? What is this contraption?”

Lilac is not as aware of nature as you’d expect, especially for a PlantSim.

“Yeah, I’m actually an Assassin’s Creed cosplayer, but everyone thinks I’m a ninja.”

“I don’t quite get it but that ninja DID say I’d find a million simoleons if I raked this gravel so…”

“I don’t know, miss, I’m no doctor but your pelvis looks okay to me…”

“It was during a bad thunderstorm that I injured my hand. Lightning went right through me and left it deformed.”
“Really?!”
“Nah, you tourists are just fun to mess with.”

“Gosh, everyone here is so nice! What a lovely vacation.”
“If you touch me, lady, I will slice your fingers off so fast you’ll hardly realize they’re missing.”

“Oh my god, I can’t believe this is happening!”
“Sir, we’re just playing hacky sack.”
“THE HORROR!!”

“Oh my gosh, what a talented darling! You must be so proud of her!”
“Huh? Proud of who?”

“Listen, Antoinette, never get suckered in by a good kisser. You’ll never have fun again!”

Heartwarming family.

This, I think, is a different kind of heartwarming. Ahem.

“Hello, mole remover? Um, yes, I have this mole on my cheek that frightens small children…”

“Euro! I didn’t know you worked for mole remover!”
“Ugh, Mark, you could have let me just walk by…”

But instead, they chose to offend passers-by.

“Is my breath not the worst you’ve ever smelled?!”
“Ewww, don’t you ever brush!”
“Sir, even the woodland gangs have more couth!”

“That stupid Sanjay ignoring my birthday, why I oughta…”

Really, something about this house is just pissing off the animals.

“Um, nice doggy!’

So naturally we make sure to give them plenty of victims.

“Look, it was a joke to deep fry the cat after it clawed the furniture!”

Mmmm, nice, delicious cat burgers!

“Mmmph, it can be made of rat for all I care, I’ve had a busy party.”

I, uh, suppose you did.

Rosemarie, you could interact with the rest of the family.

“Thanks but no thanks! I’ve got a bathroom run to complete!”

Custom bathroom stuff in the background is from modthesims.info . Yes, a rare moment of me remembering what something is and where it came from!

Fine, you can avoid the family if it’s for skill-building. But only that!

Not like there’s anything classy going on outside of that bathroom anyway, Andrew.

Apparently, Andy has deeply offended everyone by… Using the toilet.

“The nerve of him! To think I called him a best friend!”
“I can’t believe he would do that!”
“I wanted to WooHoo in the shower, that bastard!”

Okay, Sanjay, I’m not sure how this one is Andy’s fault.

“I’m stuck in here because he’s hogging the toilet!”

I sure hope you’re crushing on each other.

Maxima has the right idea: work on robots, avoid people.

“Hey Sandy, lovely party wasn’t it? Well the hot tub’s still warm if you are sad that it ended…”

And despite that fun they got up to, it still took the entire freakin’ day to get them to enjoying their date.

“Love? I don’t know… I prefer lust. Romance Sim and all.”

You’d hope they were friends.

Ah, yes, truly, my skills at taking Sim photos are breathtaking.

You know, Sandy doesn’t really look like she’s enjoying this. That face says “Sigh, just a few more minutes, Sandy, you can do it.”

Maxima, don’t you want to join the party?

“Would you?”

Point taken.

Uh oh, drama!

“That stupid Rosemarie teleporting into our home, who does she think she is?!”
“Oh, I love a man with a vendetta!”

His goal to dramatize the party completed, Mark settled down for a long winter’s nap.

“AUGH I THINK THE STUFFING IS LODGED IN MY THROAT.”

Well maybe don’t inhale the whole pile in one go!

“Please, miss, take me with you? This place is completely insane…”
“Sorry, buddy, the Woodland Gangs have enough dogs as it is with the strays. Bye bye.”

“Okay Cleo, your job is to help me learn how to make all humans admire my beauty.”

I think her name is Cleo, anyway.

Meanwhile, Andrew got invited on an outing, which of course went to the family restaurant.

We’re off to a great start here.

Oh yeah, we got all of the charmers.

Marylena, who the fuck just gets a bag of chips at a restaurant.

“So we ordered ice cream to the room but we didn’t get enough to really coat my brea–“
“Hey now, what say you all order now!”

“– So anyway, I’m just saying that eating ice cream off of someone is way more likely to cause frostbite than whipped cream.”
“Thanks, Andy, thanks so much for bringing your friends here.”
“Anytime.”

“So um, Ivy, the teens in the Gang have heard about this move called Genie in a Bottle–“
“And voila! Auntie Ivy, I took the money for your meal and put it toward my therapy bill instead of your food. Ta-ta!”

“Marylena, didn’t you get anything?”
“No, as it turns out this is a restaurant, not a convenience store. I really wanted chips!”

“Andy I must say, you are indeed a fine– Marylena do you mind?!”

Oooh, that’s a bad touch.

“Say sonny, ever think about getting a real job?”
“Must not upset the crazy clown host…”

“Oh my god, Uncle, could you leave?!”
“Quiet, mister, I’m seducing a woman here!”

Meanwhile, back at home…

“Augh, no, don’t bite me there, DON’T BITE ME THERE!”

“I told you not to bite me there. Maybe now you’ll listen.”

Well I’m glad Cleo is making friends.

“Man what is this assignment… Write about your family? That’s going to take more than a paragraph.”

“Cleo! Is that you? You’re being held hostage by a wolf?! My god, I know just the dog for it!”

“Listen, Jill, I need you to go to the wolf den. This will make you smell like bacon. Lure them out of there so Cleo can escape, then jump into a lake or whatever and get away!”

“Aaah! The kettle just talked to me!”

Eh, we’ll mark it up as haunted.

“Excuse me, but it’s my birthday and my head is partially see-through.”

Dear lord, this family.

“Whoa, I grew up well and into cool shades!”

Good to see Jill searching hard for Cleo.

This just in: Iris is a clone. A very befuddled clone.

And I’m guessing Kathren is a Pleasure Sim since she instantly is buying electronics.

“Ahhh, the Castle of FUN! I wonder what pleasurable activities I’ll find here!”

“Seriously?! I’m paying to unclog their toilets!”

Well no women work at the Castle of FUN! so, yes!

Besides which, the employees have bigger problems.

“I can’t believe you hired the original Goopy! Don’t you know that I, his clone, am superior?!”

“Kathren, cuz, I’ve heard so much about you!”
“Er, you have?”
“Well I mean yeah, we’re relatives.”

Okay guys, I really don’t think we need three people to pottytrain one clone. Just saying.

“So Grim, you think anyone is going to care about MY death?”
“Not looking good so far, Buffy.”

“Noooo, Buffy, take us with you!”
“You know how much this place sucks!”
“They tried to use me as bait for wolves for god’s sake!”

Meanwhile, outside…

“Hmmm, I sense that something is happening. Ah well!”

“I can’t believe they made me get groceries! Being a teen sucks so far.”

“Cleo! Girl you missed my birthday party! What’s that? You found a new friend?”

“Look, the dog wasn’t on the phone, that was ME, calling to say I found her and wondering if there is a reward because being a pizza delivery girl doesn’t pay shit. Also Jill didn’t come to the rescue because Jill is DEAD. That dog is Winston!”

Oops?

Grim, you really oughta move in.

“All right, Maxx, you got your wish, time to go.”
“Yay!”

“Whoa, dude, that’s a sweet car, huh.”
“Yeah bruh, we should totally jack it.”
“Yeah, I bet the axles could use realignment.”
“What?”
“What?”

“Marylena, doll, I hope you got your chips!”

Meanwhile I just got distracted because what I thought was just a shaving nick appears to be a fucking boil. Thanks, body!

Excuse me?

“What? The floors need mopping.”

“Marylena, darling, I knew you were the one for me when I first saw you, just like my three other girlfriends!”

“Oh Andrew, knowing I’m just a notch in your belt makes me love you even more!”

And thus Andrew added yet another lady to his list.

“Mom, we’re really sick of hearing you and Dad, um, make sweet music.”

Last household! This was a long one, eh? Especially when I have writer’s block and take the better part of a year to write it.

“It’s bad enough I have to golf on this stupid mini course in the snow, Dad, but did you have to dress like a caddy too?!”

Apparently not, because off to check on Terrific Toys!

“Ma’am, the skin tumour I have is growing as I watch it, hurry up!”

Man that’s a dark joke, sorry.

“Of course you want the octopus! How better to show your love for Cthulu than with a member of the Cephalopoda family?”

Alas, training a new cashier is tough.

“I know you probably have jet lag from traveling across the world to work here, but I have a Goth ‘R Us meeting in five!”

I’d say we were giving her a break, but Priya isn’t actually holding anything.

“I just need a break from the baby.”

Fair.

“Look, it’s bad enough that I have pimples, but my teeth stick out of the sides of my mouth! Meadow genes are the worst.”

And as always teens have needs, though it looks like Maxima is planning to close up.

“Ugh, not Ben’s kids.”

Apparently, we stopped by just to use the shower.

“Weeee, splashing in puddles in my PJs in public is so much fun!”

So anyway, Maxima’s store being closed to our shenanigans and all, off to the Castle of FUN!

“Oh my gosh, I look perfect!”

Yeah, too bad we can’t see Mary Ann, at all.

Luckily, Mary Ann doesn’t mind.

“I have sweet, sweet tunes to spin.”

“Oh my god, I’m TIRED of having fun! Can’t we go home?!”

Party pooper.

“So little boy, have you ever tried on makeup?”

“I only asked because I sell Avon!”
“Sure.”

Mary Ann is an enterprising little lady. Not so good with the aim, but enterprising.

I suppose it runs in the family.

“Through a hammer alone, I shall make a toy from a solid cube of wood!”

“i’m just saying, there’s no reason school desks can’t have cushioning.”

“Daddy, daddy, I got an A+!”
“That’s nice, son, but you don’t need to shove it into my chest.”

“Gosh I’m perfect. I have great grades, I reached the top of my career, and I own my very own lemonade stand!”

Too bad you can’t fix my game from glitching out.

“That’s what you get for wanting shadows in Windows 10!”

“God my sister is such a bore. Sure, she made it to the top of her career, but she uses child labour in her lemonad stand!”

“I’m much cooler. I actually like having fun.”

“I’m fun too! See? Fun!”

Sorry, Mary Ann, the black boxes of love have captured Jessica and Randy.

Ah, good, I like when my lover looks like a serial killer when hugging me.

“Yesss, she will make a fine addition to my collection…”

“Weeeee I’m falling into the black chasm!”

“AUGH MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR!”

“Ah, beautiful money!”

Meditation is key during majhong. Especially when you aren’t playing against anyone.

“Forget the lemonade stand. I’m moving up in the world!”

Er, okay then, Ben. Never mind the register or making toys. Definitely the windows that need attention.

“Eureka! This hat hides my bad hair!”

“Oh my GOD, we’re in love now, can I grow up?!”

“Whoa, hey, I didn’t know my fingers could bend like that.”
“Well you aged out of my pool, so it was nice knowing you but–“

“WAIT NOOOOOOO”
“Look, the black chasms of night are getting a bit excessive here!”

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And that’s finally it! Phew. I’m going to have to split this into three parts from here on out, I think. Next time: How does Randy grow up? Do I finally get rid of those stupid boxes? Will anyone ever pay attention to the pets in this neighborhood? Fine out next time.