I used to be just plain awful at The Sims 1 until I began using cheat codes. One time, I made a family of poindexters, the youngest child of which was named Kurt. Kurt, an annoying boy who constantly wore a birthday hat, got on my nerves to the point where I decided there was no other humane option than to kill him in the most gruesome way possible. First, I built a small swimming pool, locked him inside of it without a ladder, and left him there. He swam all night long, and when the school bus came the next day, Kurt miraculously overcame the boundaries and hopped right on out of the pool. After this failed attempt and my inability to slap Kurt in his birthday hat wearing, glasses covered face, I decided to lock him in a two square foot room with a plate of cookies and await his impending doom. Kurt stood there crying, passing out, and perpetually wetting himself for seven days, completely ignoring his plate of cookies. He then walked out unharmed.
Thanks, good guy Greg.
Exhibit A: Dolores Umbridge
My socks never disappear together. Just one of the pair runs away, leaving the other to wonder what they did wrong.
And it was found under a bloody smiley face so Patrick Jane comes running and drags Lisbon into it.
or the body that beckett and castle go to see is a skeleton and so they call bones and booth!!! :D
My favorite team's the Browns so I wouldn't know..
:( i see how it is..
I HAD A DREAM... which I will not discuss.
Someones still angry about the revolutionary war...
We gonna vote this up, we gonna post all night, we gonna hype shit up cuz this is amirite
I used to be just plain awful at The Sims 1 until I began using cheat codes. One time, I made a family of poindexters, the youngest child of which was named Kurt. Kurt, an annoying boy who constantly wore a birthday hat, got on my nerves to the point where I decided there was no other humane option than to kill him in the most gruesome way possible. First, I built a small swimming pool, locked him inside of it without a ladder, and left him there. He swam all night long, and when the school bus came the next day, Kurt miraculously overcame the boundaries and hopped right on out of the pool. After this failed attempt and my inability to slap Kurt in his birthday hat wearing, glasses covered face, I decided to lock him in a two square foot room with a plate of cookies and await his impending doom. Kurt stood there crying, passing out, and perpetually wetting himself for seven days, completely ignoring his plate of cookies. He then walked out unharmed.
Turn left in 5 mile. Nonono, make different turn! I bet you get B in school.
OH, I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over the sound of being on the MOON.