So unless you live under a rock, or Canada (just kidding Canada, I love Canada. You have nice waterfalls and moose.) then you have heard about the death of Osama Bin Laden. This is a really big deal in America, even I think this is good news. Everyone over here is flipping their shit. Do you remember where you were when you heard? I did. I was watching Rio. Great movie by the way.
So it’s only natural for the Secksies to do what comes natural upon hearing this kind of news: Celebrate.
…Why are yew in Canada, dawg? Moose? Well, they do have purdy neat moose…”
Overkill much? I didn’t think so.
Oh and I couldn’t find the flag in the buy mode, even with the cheat on it.
“I’m doin’ it fur patree’otic purpuses’.”
Having to steal the flag for an american party and the flag doesn’t even have the flag pattern on it. I feel like I’m breaking some kind of law with that.
Nascar, no one is crying over his death-
“NO, not him! The tv! Now we can’t even watch the news! Boo hoo hoo!!”
Then fix the tv, you big baby.
“Times for a cela-BRASHUN YO”
Still, don’t grind up on Virginia like that.
“Sigh, who let my dawghtur back in the hawse?”
“Don’t look at me, I was invited by my son.”
“Salad isn’t manly! This is a manly celebratshun! Git this fruity lil gurly crap outta heer! *throws salad everywhere*”
Jay, it’s too early for you to be drunk.
“Oh come on, Vurginyuh! It’s a celebratshun!”
“I hate those two so much!”
Jeez Pauline, lay off Dammy. They are just little girls!
“See what I mean? I hate them.”
Says Nascar, the only sim in the military career path in this entire town I think. He spent the entire party just wondering around the yard looking mean at people. I found that strange.
“They didn’t have to *hic* see the war…”
True, war is never anything to celebrate in my opinion. Of course one less war criminal in the world now. That’s always good news.
Then she got the notification that she and Sheldon were no longer friends. Really guys? Was the dance that bad?
“Oh git off my back Vurginyuh, I’m ovur heer providin’ entertainment, ok?! I’d like to see yew come ovur heer ‘n do the whole guitar thing!”
Um, that’s why we got a radio, Darrell.
“I don’t even know why I’m friends wid’ yew, Jay.”
“Can’t say there isn’t that possibility. The news said something about us bein’ in code red n’ all that…”
“And now I’m *hic* scared… Obama should save us…”
“Yew mean Obama didn’t shoot Osama himself? But… they’re names rhyme!”
“…I hate ur logic.”
I do keep hearing about how the president killed Osama. For the record, I think the troops deserved more credit than this.
Still, whether you love or hate Obama, no one else stands a chance at election now <_<
“… Yew’ve been watchin’ Fox News again, haven’t yew?”
“Naw, I’m just drunk.”
Actually, halfway through grilling, Virginia peed herself and then ran to go take a quick shower. Very annoying, Virginia, who is going to watch the grill now?!
Great, I feel so much safer.
“No! Don’t take mah hat! It’s dry clean only!”
The first thing Deborah does when she comes in is a load of clothes. How much you want to bet she has a neat trait?
“Yeah! My son is dancing with a hero! I’ve never been proud of my son until today!”
“Um, yall do know my fathur’s robot has never even left the navy base, right?”
Really Edith? You JUST got here.
She got here late, she stood there for a few hours, then when Dale finally went to talk to her, she left. Fine then. Dale has another chick he can talk to.
“Yew really talk to ur mothur like that, boy?!”
“Yo baby, wussa’ fine thing like yew doin’ in a yard party like this?”
“Hey Deb’rah! Wanna come ‘n sit ovur heer with me away from my pervy brothur?”
“Thought yew’d never ask.”
“She was my friend befur ur’s Dale.”
“Aw, now I gawt blue balls n’ everythang. This blows.”
“I can’t believe how rude ur brothur is, Dixie.”
“Hey I found somethin’ that isn’t on the war right now, Dale! Check this out, I didn’t even know we still cared about this!”
And to end the party, Deborah did one more load of laundry. Dispite this, she found the party to be a blast. The party was one of the most epic parties ever according to the messages.
Next time, the Secksie’s will return to their original schedules with weddings, babies, and stupid glitches that are really ruining my game now. Til next time.