Our intrepid Queen of Fail, Annabelle Lee is not exactly what anyone would call the sharpest tool in the shed.
She's a fortune sim, always looking out to make a quick buck. So, when a email arrived on her computer promising riches, Annabelle was so excited.
Dear, Annaball Lae None:
Permit me to inform you of my desire of going into business relationship with you.? I have the believe you are a reputable and responsible and~ trustworthy person I can do most intimate business with from the little information so far I gathered about you during my search for a partner and by matter of trust I must not hesitate to confide in you for this simple and sincere business.....
"On boy, oh boy, I'm going to be so rich. Yes, I can send an personal check for the processing fee."
A few personal checks later....
"Oh no! I'm completely broke! And my computer's busted! Now I'll never get that 15 million!"
It was a scam, Annabelle, you've been taken.
"No way! Nigerian princes are so legit!"
Idiot. Why did I make you heir?
I'm an idiot? Who's stuffing their face with pretzels after spending the morning cursing about putting on extra pounds, pudgy?
Oh that's nasty.
Who's the idiot now??? Huh?
Since you're letting a rabid wolf lick your face, I'd say you was still winner and champion of the idiot contest.
Bah!!! I don't need this! I'll make that money back! You'll see!
Ok, but since you refuse to hold down a job, how are you going to do that?
I'll rent out a room to a border! Yeah, that will do it!
This should prove interesting....
"Hello? SimCity Herald News? Yes, I would like to place an ad for a roommate."
"Hello. I'm Travis Wyatt. These are my sons, Colton and Reese. We are here about the ad in the paper. You have some rooms for rent?"
"Yes, Mr. Wyatt. Right this way, and I'll show you the rooms."
"Please, call me Travis."
"I'm Annabelle Nunn. Pleased to meet you, Travis."
Aw, he's cute. I approve of this roomie.
"I don't need your approval!"
"Um, who are you talking to?"
"Talking to? Oh, um... place is haunted. That won't be a problem, will it?"
"Not at all. I've always wanted to see a ghost."
"As you can see, here, Travis, you have a very large bedroom, and a private bathroom. There's a smaller bedroom at the end of the hall you could turn in to a nursery for your boys. I'm only asking a mere $1500 a month. Utilities are included, and you would of course have access to the kitchen and common areas downstairs."
"This is perfect. I'll take it!"
"Great! I'll need the first and last month's rent in advance."
Is it just me or do I see a little chemistry going on there? Could Travis be the one for Annabelle? Or is she still waiting on Professor hit-and-run to return as promised? At least, Colton and Reese can be playmates for Frieda and Kahlo.
Don't be trying to push me into a relationship!!!! I'll make up my own mind, thank you!
You're in a testy mood tonight.
"Don't call me testy!"
You know, when you make that face, you remind me of your mother, Violette.
I DO NOT LOOK LIKE MY MOTHER!
Ok, ok, fine, have it your way. With that heavy low brow, you remind me of a caveman. Happy now?
I remind you of....sputter...who? Aw that does it! Get out of here already! Go play with another family! I've had enough for one night!!!!! Buh-Bye!!!
Aha! See! That's Violette's 'princess wave pose!' You do look like your mom! New legacy requirement! All heirs must have a picture taken doing Violette's princess wave pose! Great ideal Annabelle!
I hate you so much..... go away!
Generation Black is still doing it right!