6.2.
previously, the Doyles moved to France and i spent a ridiculous amount of time redoing the entire world of Champs les Sims, as well as decorating the new Doyle home, which has sadly availed to naught. after installing Pets, as i am sure most of you know, the broken _RIG files completely asploded my CC, and all available RIG fixes did not render Champs Les Sims playable even in the slightest, so, i chucked it all in the trash, and started over fresh, moving the Doyles YET AGAIN to the new world of Appaloosa Plains.
now, won't you join me for a small tour?
yes. that was in IF but i deleted the little bastard :D
/END TOUR
since the family moved back to the States shortly after Jordan's birthday, once he was enrolled in school, the poor kid had to cut off all of his lovely hair. no hats allowed, don'tcha know?
he is so thrilled.
meanwhile Taylor is still cute as hell.
Jordan: Doo-dee-dee-doo...
Jordan: *rummages*
Lily: Honey. Why are you in here playing with your sister's things? You have your own room to play in.
Jordan: Because I am a T-Rex, RARGH!
Taylor: Oh really? I thought it was because you don't know the meaning of the fuckin word 'boundaries', just sayin'.
Taylor: Well hello brother, we meet again.
Taylor: Playing with my things again I see? I'm sorry, what was that?
Taylor: Die bitch.
fear the wrath of toddlers.
makin' that grilled salmon, ya'll
sizzle
Conchord: What's for dinner, I'm starving.
Lily: Your balls if you don't shut up.
i can see where Taylor gets her rage problems >.>
Conchord: Hey, these are way too small to be my balls.
Lily: Oh my god, your ego is too ridiculous to be allowed.
Conchord: Hey, Lil. T-Rex is coming for dinner, is that cool with you?
Lily: It's cool with me.
that face augahsklajhalk;l
Lily: So, honey. I was at the market earlier today and saw an ad for a Welsh Corgi up for adoption. I thought since we have so much room, getting a little dog wouldn't be that much trouble. The kids can grow up with her and everything, it will be so cute.
Conchord: Ugh! Absolutely not, we just moved in here, I am barely settled in at work, poor T-Rex over here is still adjusting to the freaking timezone. This really isn't the right time for this, Lil.
Lily: And what about me? I have a baby to take care of, and am stuck here by myself all day long, don't I get a say?
Con: Nope.
Lily: I hate you. So much.
Con: I ain't even mad.
T-Rex: Should've just let her get the dog, bro.
wise words, Rex. wise words.
so, after enduring the silent treatment all night and well into the next morning, Con made the wise choice, and called the shelter about the dog.
Con: Hello? Yeah, hi, I am calling about that Welsh Corgi you had advertised?
Taylor: I HAVE A WET DIAPER! :'(
Con: YES! That is the one!
Taylor: IT'S SO SQUISHY! HALP!
Con: Free? Are you for real? I thought I'd be shelling out at least $600+ for a purebred Corgi.
Taylor: STOP IGNORING ME I KNOW YOU KNOW THAT I AM HERE.
Con: Well I don't care about pedigree or papers, so long as she's healthy.
Taylor: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HANG UP THE PHONE.
Con: Abandoned? Oh god, how freakin' sad.
Taylor: I can't even.
Taylor: You know what? Fuck you anyway.
that next day the lady came by and dropped of the dog, and Lily was very well pleased with herself, i might add.
this is Lola. she is lookin' like a BAMF right now, but don't be fooled.
she has the coward traight >.>
jsyk, this was Con's payment for allowing the dog into the house. bow chica bow wow.
she's not all that sure about the baby, either.
Lola: This is some scary shit.
Taylor: Puppy!
Lola: You smell horrible, tiny human.
Lola: I mean, seriously, what in the hell do they feed you?
Taylor: PUPPY!
Taylor: A puppy say 'woof woof' *giggle*
Lola: I can't even handle this right now.
Lola: Yep. I am gettin' the hell outta here, deuce mothafucka.
it's much safer in your bed, Lola. she's so precious, omg.
of course these two became best buds rather quickly. Lola is kind of persnickety, so she really took a shining to Lily, but everyone else she kind of avoids.
or goes psycho on them >.>
Lola: GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY CHAIR, BIIIIIIITCH.
we all know who the HBIC is, and it's not Lily >.>
walkin' the dog, being a normal American family. well... as normal as a family of IF's can be at any rate >.>
Conchord: Goddamn what was I thinking when I let that dog into our house? Mother-fuuu*mumblemumble*
this is their man-maid >.> *fires*
and now, Taylor spam, bcause she is 'effing adorable:
time for Taylor's birthday, woo hoo!
so cute >.<
afkjsdhwakjkajslakj
and there is Lola, gettin' all up in the middle of shit
it would seem she has no accepted Jordan into her little circle. he will no longer find poop in his shoes, oh happy day!
d'awwwwww
i can't
redid Taylor's room a little bit.
it's an explosion of pastel and ponies >.>
what is this fuckery? ugh. i forgot that i had to reskill everyone. kill me now.
to celebrate his upcoming birthday, Jordan got a snake. her name is Isis.
Jordan: You're so cute, I love you Isis.
yeah, she's real cute now... until she bites your face off.
shortly thereafter it was Jordan's birthday, but this time he got a party. woo! so Grandma Katie and Grandpa Itsy came over (they live across town, btw. couldn't leave them behind, pssh).
Katie: Hey little man! You're going to be a teenager, aren't you excited?
Jordan: Not really, no.
Katie: Don't worry, it's nto that bad, you'll do fine. Now give me a hug.
<3
feeling just a little left out, Taylor jumps on the trampoline to cheer herself up. don't worry, you will have a birthday party, too.
Lily: There is not enough coffee in the world to cope with motherhood sometimes.
i feel ya.
in typical grandpa fashion...
Itsy: So these three guys went to hell. The devil said to them "You have come to hell, and you must now choose whether to spend eternity in room 1, 2 or 3"
Itsy: He then opens the doors to the three rooms. Room one was filled with guys standing on their heads on a hard wooden floor. Room two was filled with guys standing on their heads on a cement floor. Finally, room three had just a few guys standing in shit up to their knees and drinking coffee.
Itsy: So, the three guys thought for a while, and decided to go with room three, as it was less crowded and they could drink coffee.
Itsy: They entered the door to room three and just as it was closing behind them, the devil said "OK, coffee break's over. Back on your heads."
Con: AHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh that's a classic! AHAHAHAHA!
Itsy: I know right?
>.>
<.<
reminds me of my own grandfather.
and the blessed event
Jordan: I wiiiiiiish... fora$1,000laptopwithupgradedgraphicscardandexternalharddrives.
O_O don't aim high or anything...
well... hello there ;D
he definitely looks like his father. rawr.
i dressed him in typical fashions of the degenrate teenage youth. or something close to it, in any case.
hottiiiie
unf.
Con: Well, here is your birthday present son. Enjoy it.
Con: BAM.
Jordan: Awesome! Thanks dad!
i dunno how a laptop is gonna fit in there...
but it did.
his room took a nosedive into the grossgusting shortly thereafter.
also, i installed some fixed CC and promptly enhanced everything, looks much better now.
Con: Hey princess! Why the long face?
Taylor: Mom has Lola, and Jordan has Isis, but I don't have anything. When it's my birthday, can I get a pet?
Con: Sure sweetheart!
you will come to regret these words >.>
while it may be true that you do not own a pet, you do however have an awesome brother, Miss Taylor.
Jordan: Hey. I heard what you said to dad the other day. You know what? you can come visit Isis anytime you want, I'll share her until it's your birthday. Would you like that?
Taylor: Really?
Jordan: Yep. And I'll set up the laptop so you can come in and use it when I am not around. Now, hurry up and finish your breakfast, I'll walk you to the bus stop.
Taylor: Okay! I'll go get my backpack.
these two <3 ugh.
and that's it for this update, mor shenanigans to come soon. i have a whole set of pictures waiting on the hard drive for another update. ahem. what can i say? Pets is addicting.
now, won't you join me for a small tour?
yes. that was in IF but i deleted the little bastard :D
/END TOUR
since the family moved back to the States shortly after Jordan's birthday, once he was enrolled in school, the poor kid had to cut off all of his lovely hair. no hats allowed, don'tcha know?
he is so thrilled.
meanwhile Taylor is still cute as hell.
Jordan: Doo-dee-dee-doo...
Jordan: *rummages*
Lily: Honey. Why are you in here playing with your sister's things? You have your own room to play in.
Jordan: Because I am a T-Rex, RARGH!
Taylor: Oh really? I thought it was because you don't know the meaning of the fuckin word 'boundaries', just sayin'.
Taylor: Well hello brother, we meet again.
Taylor: Playing with my things again I see? I'm sorry, what was that?
Taylor: Die bitch.
fear the wrath of toddlers.
makin' that grilled salmon, ya'll
sizzle
Conchord: What's for dinner, I'm starving.
Lily: Your balls if you don't shut up.
i can see where Taylor gets her rage problems >.>
Conchord: Hey, these are way too small to be my balls.
Lily: Oh my god, your ego is too ridiculous to be allowed.
Conchord: Hey, Lil. T-Rex is coming for dinner, is that cool with you?
Lily: It's cool with me.
that face augahsklajhalk;l
Lily: So, honey. I was at the market earlier today and saw an ad for a Welsh Corgi up for adoption. I thought since we have so much room, getting a little dog wouldn't be that much trouble. The kids can grow up with her and everything, it will be so cute.
Conchord: Ugh! Absolutely not, we just moved in here, I am barely settled in at work, poor T-Rex over here is still adjusting to the freaking timezone. This really isn't the right time for this, Lil.
Lily: And what about me? I have a baby to take care of, and am stuck here by myself all day long, don't I get a say?
Con: Nope.
Lily: I hate you. So much.
Con: I ain't even mad.
T-Rex: Should've just let her get the dog, bro.
wise words, Rex. wise words.
so, after enduring the silent treatment all night and well into the next morning, Con made the wise choice, and called the shelter about the dog.
Con: Hello? Yeah, hi, I am calling about that Welsh Corgi you had advertised?
Taylor: I HAVE A WET DIAPER! :'(
Con: YES! That is the one!
Taylor: IT'S SO SQUISHY! HALP!
Con: Free? Are you for real? I thought I'd be shelling out at least $600+ for a purebred Corgi.
Taylor: STOP IGNORING ME I KNOW YOU KNOW THAT I AM HERE.
Con: Well I don't care about pedigree or papers, so long as she's healthy.
Taylor: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HANG UP THE PHONE.
Con: Abandoned? Oh god, how freakin' sad.
Taylor: I can't even.
Taylor: You know what? Fuck you anyway.
that next day the lady came by and dropped of the dog, and Lily was very well pleased with herself, i might add.
this is Lola. she is lookin' like a BAMF right now, but don't be fooled.
she has the coward traight >.>
jsyk, this was Con's payment for allowing the dog into the house. bow chica bow wow.
she's not all that sure about the baby, either.
Lola: This is some scary shit.
Taylor: Puppy!
Lola: You smell horrible, tiny human.
Lola: I mean, seriously, what in the hell do they feed you?
Taylor: PUPPY!
Taylor: A puppy say 'woof woof' *giggle*
Lola: I can't even handle this right now.
Lola: Yep. I am gettin' the hell outta here, deuce mothafucka.
it's much safer in your bed, Lola. she's so precious, omg.
of course these two became best buds rather quickly. Lola is kind of persnickety, so she really took a shining to Lily, but everyone else she kind of avoids.
or goes psycho on them >.>
Lola: GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY CHAIR, BIIIIIIITCH.
we all know who the HBIC is, and it's not Lily >.>
walkin' the dog, being a normal American family. well... as normal as a family of IF's can be at any rate >.>
Conchord: Goddamn what was I thinking when I let that dog into our house? Mother-fuuu*mumblemumble*
this is their man-maid >.> *fires*
and now, Taylor spam, bcause she is 'effing adorable:
time for Taylor's birthday, woo hoo!
so cute >.<
afkjsdhwakjkajslakj
and there is Lola, gettin' all up in the middle of shit
it would seem she has no accepted Jordan into her little circle. he will no longer find poop in his shoes, oh happy day!
d'awwwwww
i can't
redid Taylor's room a little bit.
it's an explosion of pastel and ponies >.>
what is this fuckery? ugh. i forgot that i had to reskill everyone. kill me now.
to celebrate his upcoming birthday, Jordan got a snake. her name is Isis.
Jordan: You're so cute, I love you Isis.
yeah, she's real cute now... until she bites your face off.
shortly thereafter it was Jordan's birthday, but this time he got a party. woo! so Grandma Katie and Grandpa Itsy came over (they live across town, btw. couldn't leave them behind, pssh).
Katie: Hey little man! You're going to be a teenager, aren't you excited?
Jordan: Not really, no.
Katie: Don't worry, it's nto that bad, you'll do fine. Now give me a hug.
<3
feeling just a little left out, Taylor jumps on the trampoline to cheer herself up. don't worry, you will have a birthday party, too.
Lily: There is not enough coffee in the world to cope with motherhood sometimes.
i feel ya.
in typical grandpa fashion...
Itsy: So these three guys went to hell. The devil said to them "You have come to hell, and you must now choose whether to spend eternity in room 1, 2 or 3"
Itsy: He then opens the doors to the three rooms. Room one was filled with guys standing on their heads on a hard wooden floor. Room two was filled with guys standing on their heads on a cement floor. Finally, room three had just a few guys standing in shit up to their knees and drinking coffee.
Itsy: So, the three guys thought for a while, and decided to go with room three, as it was less crowded and they could drink coffee.
Itsy: They entered the door to room three and just as it was closing behind them, the devil said "OK, coffee break's over. Back on your heads."
Con: AHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh that's a classic! AHAHAHAHA!
Itsy: I know right?
>.>
<.<
reminds me of my own grandfather.
and the blessed event
Jordan: I wiiiiiiish... fora$1,000laptopwithupgradedgraphicscardandexternalharddrives.
O_O don't aim high or anything...
well... hello there ;D
he definitely looks like his father. rawr.
i dressed him in typical fashions of the degenrate teenage youth. or something close to it, in any case.
hottiiiie
unf.
Con: Well, here is your birthday present son. Enjoy it.
Con: BAM.
Jordan: Awesome! Thanks dad!
i dunno how a laptop is gonna fit in there...
but it did.
his room took a nosedive into the grossgusting shortly thereafter.
also, i installed some fixed CC and promptly enhanced everything, looks much better now.
Con: Hey princess! Why the long face?
Taylor: Mom has Lola, and Jordan has Isis, but I don't have anything. When it's my birthday, can I get a pet?
Con: Sure sweetheart!
you will come to regret these words >.>
while it may be true that you do not own a pet, you do however have an awesome brother, Miss Taylor.
Jordan: Hey. I heard what you said to dad the other day. You know what? you can come visit Isis anytime you want, I'll share her until it's your birthday. Would you like that?
Taylor: Really?
Jordan: Yep. And I'll set up the laptop so you can come in and use it when I am not around. Now, hurry up and finish your breakfast, I'll walk you to the bus stop.
Taylor: Okay! I'll go get my backpack.
these two <3 ugh.
and that's it for this update, mor shenanigans to come soon. i have a whole set of pictures waiting on the hard drive for another update. ahem. what can i say? Pets is addicting.