Townie: Hey Adeyle!" *waves frantically*
I'm sorry random person she doesn't even know, she's too busy right now.
I'm sorry random person she doesn't even know, she's too busy right now.
Winning a Sim Choice Award. Oh yeahz!
Adeyle: Mommy's going to teach you to walk.
April: Boooobz
Adeyle: No over here, hunny.
Adeyle: "There you go! Good job!"
April: *Booooobz!*
April: *Booooobz!*
Devin: Good Morning, Sim Choice Award Winner, and how does she feel this morning?"
Adeyle: Erm, a little nauseous, actually.
Devin: Oh really? That's weird." *Super change into clothes* "Well I got to get to work, and my phones ringing. Busy, busy, busy. Bye Love!
Adeyle: Hrmm. What's wrong with him?
Later that morning...
Adeyle: *Searches.. swollen boobs, nauseated, tired..* Hrm, symptoms of pregnancy, Nope, top 10 signs of being pregnant, nope...
Adeyle: *Searches.. swollen boobs, nauseated, tired..* Hrm, symptoms of pregnancy, Nope, top 10 signs of being pregnant, nope...
Adeyle: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I'M PREGNANT!?
I'M PREGNANT!?
April: Rawwrr.. rawr."
April: Rrr.." *door slams* "Hrmm. Dada home now?
*muffled yells*
Adeyle: YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU!
April: Hrmm, I'll stay in here
Adeyle: You sniveling little sneak! How could you do this to me. And you knew, you KNEW!
Devin: I had my guess yes. But I didn't know. I'm not a doctor.
Adeyle: Oh! It takes a degree to put on a rubber?! Good to know.
Devin: Honey I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. I thought you were on the pill still.
Adeyle: *bleh* "I. HATE. YOU." *bleh*
*brushes thoroughly*
Vincent: Are you alright Mame?
Adeyle: Yeah, just pregnant again.
Vincent: Damnit! Not another.
Adeyle: There you are!
Devin: Oh shit, she saw me.
Adeyle: Not you, Jami.
Adeyle: Just thought I'd let you know, that your dad knocked me up again.
Jami: So? What does that matter to me.
Adeyle: Well, you can thank him, since you'll now be bunking with your sister.
Adeyle: OMGZ, I'm pregnant again. What am I going to do?!
Vincent: Well, I'll take care of it, like I did the others.
Adeyle: Ahh, you're a life savor! How could I ever repay you?
Vincent: Never have another again.
Adeyle: Well, It's not like I even want this one in the first place it's Dev--
Vincent: NO MORE BABIES!
Adeyle: Okay, I'm sorry! No more babies, got it.
Adeyle: You guys always show up, when mommy has a party to go to.
Adeyle: "BOOOOO! Devin sucks!"
Devin: *sigh*
Devin: *sigh*
Devin: Hunny, you know I didn't mean to. But I must say, I love the glow it gives you."
Adeyle: *swoons*"You're just trying to get out of trouble
Adeyle: *swoons*"You're just trying to get out of trouble
Devin: Look at this face. Would it lie?
Adeyle: Honestly? Yes, yes it would.
Fangirl: Wow, Adeyle you are just glowing! Congrats, on the award!"
Adeyle: Actually I'm pregnant
Fangirl: Really? Woah, I wish I could look that good.
Adeyle: Here. It's VIP passes to my new movie.
Fangirl: Sweet! Thanks!"
Adeyle: Does pregnant make my ass big?
Devin: I'd hit it!
*flash*
Devin: Woo! Even though we're popping kids out left and right, the paparazzi still loves us!
Adeyle: Us? Nah, man. He loves you.
Devin: How can you tell.
Adeyle: He keeps taking pictures of your ass.
*flash*
Adeyle: *sigh* I think they should go to school for this.
Paparazzi: So Adeyle, you always look so fresh, what's your secret?
Adeyle: I bathe.
Paparazzi: Woah! *applauds* Keep doing it, cuz it works!
Devin with his *cough*manly *cough* drink.
Getting a Phone picture with his manly drink. *sigh* I worry about him.
Adeyle: It is really hard juggling kids and a career. I really don't know how I do it.I think everyone needs to get a butler.
LOL at Devin dancing by himself in the background.
Paparazzi: Another one on the way you say? Well, I'd love to get a followup interview with you, once you pop!
Adeyle: Now you be good. Me and your daddy will be in the pool with Jami."
April: *sigh* Left out again.
April: *sigh* Left out again.
Jami: *splash* "Ahh! Mom, stop!
Adeyle: Aha! What? can't handle a little pool fun!
*splash*
Adeyle: *glare*
Devin:What can't handle a--
Adeyle: Finish that sentence and die.
Jami: 1,2,3 Go!
Adeyle: ((Muahaha! Pregnant doesn't stop me, from kicking ass!))
Adeyle: Rich and talented, who'd a thunk it!
April: Mommy..."
Adeyle: Hrm?
Adeyle: Hrm?
April: There's a scary man behind you.
April: I'm scared.
Adeyle: Me too, hun.*squeezes closer*
....No words can describe this.
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