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06-02-2009, 07:37 PM
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Re: A Sims Story
(06-02-2009 03:58 AM)Lustful Anger(Allison) link Wrote:i really like your legacy suggieglider and i almost died from laughing at the last part but anyway great legacy keep up the good work Thanks!
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06-02-2009, 08:33 PM
Post: #242
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Lol, tadpoles, nice!
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06-02-2009, 10:01 PM
Post: #243
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Your welcome
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07-02-2009, 12:32 PM
Post: #244
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We had a lady come into our school to talk about it, and she called them 'tadpoles' as well. =P
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07-02-2009, 04:04 PM
Post: #245
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Not us. They told us what they were and that's what they called em lol
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07-02-2009, 04:30 PM
Post: #246
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Re: A Sims Story
![]() I couldn't believe it. I had herpes! I just couldn't come to accept that fact, like I was angry at the bozo who gave me it. If I only knew who gave it to me. I done it with men whose names I didn't even know a lot of times. And I found out that it was gonna transfer to my baby, and that bozo may not had been the father of my child. I was so messed up. "You have to look after yourself first." mom told me. "I told you that you won't get as lucky as me, I didn't want you to lead the life that I did." "Whatever, mom. You don't know what it feels like." "I may not know what having a permanent STD feels like, but I do know about the cold heart of others." "How?" "Well, I was loose when I was your age, and I did it with any cute man I saw too. Well, I did it with Nelson's father, right? Well, he knew that he'd messed up, like released his "tadpoles", and he knew that he may possibly be a father soon, so what did he do? He ran and never came back. He didn't care about me, or the child that I may had been carrying soon. People look after themselves first, and you have to take care of yourself. But you can't change what happened. Like for me, I was pregnant with Nelson, and with you, you just have to deal with what you have, and raise that baby who may have that disease. It's a shame that poor baby has to have that." "Whatever. This ain't gonna ruin my fun. If people don't care about me, then why should I care about them?" ![]() I was making final preparations to the baby's room, when I went into labor. ![]() I was disappointed when I found out I had a boy. I bought all these girl supplies, and I had a boy. Sure enough, the baby had what I had, after tests were done. I didn't feel anything for the baby. I was supossed to feel joy and love, right? No, I didn't. He was a diseased little boy to me. I didn't want to touch him, nor did I want to hold him. "What do you want to name him, Amber?" mom asked. "I don't care." I groaned. "You can name him." "Fine, I'll name him Graham." ![]() After the baby came home, I just put him in his crib, and did anything. Mom is going to fuss at me about being an irresponsible parent, but who was she to talk? That's why her other kids didn't like her now. "Fine, be that way." she said. "Go ahead and end up like me. Come on, Graham, you're hungry?" ![]() Graham always cried and whined. It was no stopping that baby. "If the mom's cranky doing pregnancy, then the baby would be cranky." mom claimed. Hmmm...proves why Rainy and I turned out nasty. Then Graham would always slobber on Mom and spit up. Mom said that she couldn't contract the disease from him like that, as long as she didn't have mouth contact with his spit and stuff. But hey, I wouldn't had cared if I was her...I wouldn't had been touching that baby. ![]() When Mom went to work, what did I do? I called the nanny to take care of that brat. ![]() Or I had me some more fun. ![]() Yeah, I was still having fun with me, spreading my disease around. One night, I called the radio station. "I am not saying my name, but I'm here to say that I hate men! That's right! All of you are stinking pigs, and you don't care about no one like yourselves." "Why are you so angry at men?" the talk show host asked. "Cause they gave me herpes, and my baby. So I am spreading my disease to all of you filthy men, all of you men...you dogs!" "That's wrong. You just cannot spread what you have to other men. Not all men did something to you, and there are some really nice men out there." "Just look out!" I yelled before hanging up the phone. ![]() One night, I was dancing in the club when Mom busted me. "Come home and take care of your son!" she yelled in front of everyone. I resisted at first, even pushed her away, but I went home with her, because she just wouldn't give up. ![]() Then she made me touch that baby. I shoved the bottle in Graham's mouth to shut him up. ![]() The next day, I tried to spread my disease to another filthy man. I hope he's itching today...he had a wife and kids at home. Serves him right for turning on his family like that! ![]() Graham had a miserable birthday...he cried a lot at times, because I found out that he had outbreaks. Mom been trying to tell me that, but hey, he still was a whiny brat. ![]() Graham went from a cute baby to this ugly thing in my eyes! What a big mistake! I sometimes wished that I had an abortion on him. ![]() "Wake up!" mom screamed over me. I opened my eyes. "What's your problem, you old..." I tried to say before mom slapped me. "Where is Graham!" she screamed in fury. "You should know!" "Your son is outside at two in the morning in 50 degree weather! Then there is a hot tub filled with water outside, and a street, and weird dogs! Get your baby!" "You're up, so get him." Mom slapped me again...then kept on hitting me. I finally got up and snatched Graham from off the lawn, and shoved him into his crib. I didn't care if he had a loaded diaper and had mud all over him. I was tired...I would do it later on. Pokemon and Fire Emblem Forum<br /><br />http://pokemblem.b1.jcink.com/index.php? |
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07-02-2009, 04:43 PM
Post: #247
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Re: A Sims Story
Just ... wow >_>
I'd be slapping her too! All because he's a boy ... he's going to have serious gender issues when he's older, seriously! I'm glad that Misty is around, though. Otherwise that boy would be dead by now :o Member since March 17th, 2008
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07-02-2009, 05:02 PM
Post: #248
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I think Amber is misusing her life even more than Misty did =\
Misty should kick Amber out of the house and keep Graham. Poor kid. When Misty dies, what happens to Graham? =[ [center]<br />CHICKEN NUGGETS.<br />i'm eating some right now. no, you can't have any, you imbecile! |
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07-02-2009, 05:24 PM
Post: #249
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She still isn't dead, so I don't know. {lol}
She like aged at platinum aspiration, but she's getting there. Pokemon and Fire Emblem Forum<br /><br />http://pokemblem.b1.jcink.com/index.php? |
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07-02-2009, 05:28 PM
Post: #250
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Oh my gosh, poor Graham. That's so unfortunate. =(
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