They both have the day off, so they’re relaxing in the backyard while the kids are in school.
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(Violet saw her boyfriend Lionel walking by outside, grabbed her cereal, and booked it to go meet him. Then some lady walks by and says hi, and Violet pulls this face back out. She really doesn’t like it when people hedge in on her conversations.)
Such good little sprogs!
(So another slimy blue larva, huh? I guess we can handle that…)
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OH FOR SYLVAN’S SAKE!
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[pauses to think about it]
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[evil belly laugh]
LMAO, I just realized that one of the games was called Density Effect…
Trust me babe, it doesn’t sound any better from this angle.
After everyone came home from work and school, there was a round of homework, garden maintenance, boring stuff.
Then Stella felt like drawing a few pictures while Selene made the mistake of putting on a romantic movie, and didn’t quite know what to make of it.
Okay my little ice cream lovers, be careful and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do to you while I go check in on your uncle Corbin and his space cadets.
Well, he’s not exactly Gary Oldman’s Dracula, but he’s as close as I’m going to get for now.
Sims County 