Oh look, we are back to the Secksies! That didn’t take long at all, did it?
Not a lot happens in this chapter, just a couple of pregnant women and a little bit of Generation spam.
“I’m so sorry babe, that that crazy bitch ‘ttacked yew like that! Hurr, have sum flowers I pulled outta my butt”
“Oh Fo-Twenny! Yew’ve never given me flowers before, they are so purdy!”
Don’t feel bad, Deborah, he probably would have if Generations came earlier D:
“Are yew kiddin? I’m jus’ drivin’ RP ovur heer ‘cuz I hear they have an open bar! I gotta go check that out now!”
“I’m so TIRED of gainin’ all this weight! Why can’t I jus’ lose it all and KEEP it lost?!”
I sort of feel sorry for RP and his weight problem. Not really.
“I really don’t care about your life problems sir, can you please stop blubbering to me about it and leave me be?!”
“Dammit Dale, if yew really loved Deb’ruh yew wouldn’t have slept with the other chick! It’s that simple!”
“But… I love Edith too! I don’t know wut to do ’bout her either! Help me RP!”
“… Jus’ go away, Dale.”
“Aunt Deb’ruh? Why are you stayin’ at our house ‘gain?”
“Well you see Dallas, when a man ‘n a woman love each other, they make a baby, but wen that man can’t keep it in his pants wid’ other ladies, then the first woman has to keep her urges to kill the man she loved by stayin’ wid’ people she knows loves her ‘n understand her, ‘n that’s yew and ur mama and papa!”
“Why have yew been ignorin’ me all this time! I’m nawt dead yet! Yew make me sad!”
“Um, yew DO know that I work in the athletic career… right?”
You’ll be FINE, Virginia.
It’s really sad, because this is kinda true. He loves skipping work and getting demotions
AW, PAT, YOU LOOK SO CUTE!!
“I’m dead on the inside ‘cuz my parents are id’jits”
“Nothin’ in this room knows wut I feel on the inside”
He likes it 😀
“REALLY don’t wanna talk ’bout it, gramma.”
“This gon’ be awesum”
GET OUT OF YOUR SON’S BED.
I’m still getting a kick out of the pranks!
I like how he managed to avoid getting pink in his sideburns though.
That’s just something you don’t brag to your mother the second she gets home from staying gone for two days.
“I’m so sorry mama, I’ve jus’ been so depressed the past few days, I’m sorry!”
Oh, forgive the boy Deborah, it’s not his fault.
“Fine, but you have to beat me in a match.”
“Um, a match of wut?”
“Be gentle boy, I don’t wanna have to go inna’ labur right heer ‘n now!”
“I won’t mama *covers eyes*”
Isn’t he just the sweetest thing?
“Now don’t tell ur grandparents that I let yew do this.”
OMG PAT’S CUTENESS RAFLEAJBFVFJEWVOFDSK
“Now remember son, the next time yew go pullin’ a prank on ur father’s shower, remember to take a screwdriver ‘n loosin’ the head heer ‘n heer. That way, not only does he turn ‘nother color, but the head’ll come off ‘n punch ’em in his fat, stupid face!”
“That’s so neat! I love spendin’ time wid’ yew mama!”
“MY UTERUS IS EXPLODIN’ WTF’S GOIN’ ON AAAHHHHHH”
“Dammit, I just had him finally asleep too…”
“The baby, Vurginyuh’ it’s the baby-”
“NAWT THE DAMN BABY, GURL! THE BOY! WUT’S HE DOIN’ ON MY BED?! HE’LL GET GREASE ON MY SHEETS!”
“Come ON, Virginia, at this rate, I’ll have this baby IN the car!”
“I’m COMIN’, jeez, I’m almost… *hobble hobble*… there…”
Your absent-mindedness is only going to get worse with old age, Virginia.
“AND carpet scraps! I’m nawt that heartless!”
I forgot her traits, nor do I care.
I actually half expected Deborah to run into her at the hospital, but she didn’t, so I had Dale go over to Edith’s to meet his other new child.
“And I, fur the last time, Edith, am tellin’ yew! This is my natural hair! Git ovur it!”
New baby Ronda: “Hey… are yall gonna eat ‘dem waffles?”
“How conveen’ent, she wus gonna be part of my evil plan too!”
“Is that… mah new baby?”
“Oh the evils I will do wid’ this new child! Bwahaha!”
“Oh… my little Ronda… I have never felt love like this befur…”
Um… your two children with Deborah? Pat?!
“Well yeah, yew really think I want my precious baby heer in the same house wid my papa? Papa Lawnie tried to put me in the dryer every night for 14 years, I really don’t think I need to be keepin’ my own little baby around a nutcase like him!”
Um, didn’t you just have a conversation with Edith about that… oh nevermind.
“Yew really think I’m kickin’ my own dad outta the hawse fur a baby YEW could be taken care of. Ur so stupid.”
“Also Dale, wid that crazy sistur of urs tryina kill me ‘n all, I really don’t think it’s a safe idea to leave the baby wid’ me. She might do somethin’ to my dawghtur’ an’ I don’t want nothin’ to happen to our lil Ronda!”
“Oh nonsense, ur gonna be a great father! Now on yew two go, ‘n expect my first child support check in the mail at the end of the month.”
Because that’s what you should worry about right now, Dale.
“Goodbye my baby… my sweet only child…”
“Yeah papa Lawnie, ‘n bout time too. I thought that brat would never shut up.”
Something tells me that Ronda would have become one of the children found in the bottom of the pool before too long <_<
These sims sure do love their walls…
Aw Pat, even watching you read the newspaper is so cute!
“Well someone’s gotta be the man of the hawse. It sho’ ain’t gonna be my papa.”