Wow i'm sorry my wcif was such a hassle. Thank You for taking the time to find it I really appreciate it. KJ :)
Anonymous

No worries, I’m glad I was able to find it for you.  :)

Check out my new tutorial HERE> http://lifasims.livejournal.com/4552.html  This is an advanced tutorial for people who are comfortable with meshing clothing in Milkshape.
If you find it helpful, please reblog!

Check out my new tutorial HERE> http://lifasims.livejournal.com/4552.html  This is an advanced tutorial for people who are comfortable with meshing clothing in Milkshape.

If you find it helpful, please reblog!

I'm so sorry to bother you again. I should've been more specific in my ask. I ment the green stripe shirt she has on with the skirt. Thank you so much:) I got those shirts too, always in need of tops with the preg morph.
Anonymous

Sorry, that one took a little bit, had to do some research to find it!

http://nocturnalsims.dreamwidth.org/83972.html THESE shirts should include the striped shirt you’re looking for.  Enjoy!

Even the Reaper has to say WTF at this death.

Even the Reaper has to say WTF at this death.

Unfortunately, Vyn was too stinky for the Cowplant to be interested in her by the time she was interested in it.  She picked the lock & made it out to the front yard, where Dane ambushed her with a toiletbomb.
RIP, Vyn Scott.

Unfortunately, Vyn was too stinky for the Cowplant to be interested in her by the time she was interested in it.  She picked the lock & made it out to the front yard, where Dane ambushed her with a toiletbomb.

RIP, Vyn Scott.

Cowplant:  Vyn.  You have to eat sometime.  Come try my delicious cake.
Vyn:  NO!  Go away!  I’m perfectly content to piss myself & cry in the corner.

Cowplant:  Vyn.  You have to eat sometime.  Come try my delicious cake.

Vyn:  NO!  Go away!  I’m perfectly content to piss myself & cry in the corner.

Round 2 begins.  Vyn Scott versus the Cowplant.
For deaths that are attainable by means other than clicking on the tombstone, it might take a little longer to achieve the death.  & of course Dane would have a Cowplant.

Round 2 begins.  Vyn Scott versus the Cowplant.

For deaths that are attainable by means other than clicking on the tombstone, it might take a little longer to achieve the death.  & of course Dane would have a Cowplant.

Hi there can you please tell me wcif Gretchen's shirt?
Anonymous

It’s something I made that I haven’t released due to problems with the way the mesh looks sitting down sometimes.  It’s actually a default replacement for the sweater-jeans-sandals basegame mesh, it’s the full-body version… & will be available once I fix the bone assignments on it to my satisfaction.

You can get JUST the shirt, which doesn’t have as many problems, as a separate HERE: http://withlovefromsimtown.tumblr.com/post/70922123164/

& we moved him to the graveyard.
Makoto:  See you in Hell, you crazy bastard.

& we moved him to the graveyard.

Makoto:  See you in Hell, you crazy bastard.

Poor Makoto St Julien.  He was so scared of Dane that his heart gave out right then & there.

Moving on to the next house.

Dane’s wanted to watch someone die since he was a Teen… specifically he’s had a locked Want to watch his own father die.  But Dane isn’t evil enough to kill his own father, he’s just crazy.  Now that he’s living alone, separate of his brother, he has the opportunity to explore his murderous insanity on some Townies that I didn’t like anyways.

Dane:  Hello, Mr St. Julien, & welcome to my murdergarage.  Scream all you want to, nobody will ever hear you.

I just discovered your Simblr today. You make clothing with pregnancy morphs! You even male clothing with pregnancy morphs! I love you :-D

I love you too!  :)

& yes, I do put pregmorphs on the vast majority of the clothes I make for both genders, Teen & up.  I’m glad you appreciate it!

Then they finish what the babies so rudely interrupted.
Damn it.  You two are morons.

Then they finish what the babies so rudely interrupted.

Damn it.  You two are morons.

After which drunken antics occur.  We begin with Gretchen trying to catch her own plumbbob…

Gretchen: Teehee, it’s so shiny!

Followed by the inevitable fooling around, because Psychokid—for whatever stupid reason—didn’t leave the house today.

Which is promptly interrupted by Gretchen deciding that now is a great time to have the baby.

Gretchen: Wait, wait, just have to get this out.  Psychokid: Gasp!  A massive fart?!  Or is it just baby time?

Gretchen:  How could you do this to me?  I hate you so much!  If our baby is born with a dent in its head, it’s YOUR FAULT.

Psychokid:  Whatever, you’ve done this before.  I’m bored now.  Learn a new trick.  Gretchen:  JUST FOR THAT YOU’RE ON DIAPER-CHANGING DUTY FOREVER.

Psychokid:  NOOO!  WHYYY DIDN’T I LISTEN TO MY MOM WHEN SHE TOLD ME NOT TO STICK MY DICK IN CRAZY?!

Gretchen:  There’s one &… hold up… take this for me, one sec while I…  Psychokid:  No.  Do not do what you’re about to do.

Gretchen:  …there’s two!  Psychokid:  I hate my life.

Say hello to Dagger & Yellow.  Both are boys.  Neither of them have a dent in their head.

Gretchen:  Oh yeah, I forgot about this one.

Did you?

Gretchen:  I’m gonna have a baby!  Celebratory drinks all around!

GRETCHEN, DAMN IT, NO.

Gretchen:  Oh.  Sorry.  Alcohol is bad for the baby, right?  Guess I could just drink Falcon’s leftover birthday beer instead…  *chugs*

I just… I give up.

Gretchen:  Mmm, beer.