“Ripp, can we talk?”

“What’d I do? Did I leave the seat up last night, or…?”

“Ripp, look, we’re both really happy you got your dream job, but you’re not the only one who needs sleep, you know? The late night noise needs to-”

*ding dong!*

“Was that… the doorbell?”

“Mmmm… I’ll go get it. Must be the paper boy.”

Find your name with the gif button and add the one that is the most relatable

simminginsilence:

thesimtraveler:

nestadaughter:

dunne-ias:

sushigal007:

adrianainthesnow:

merindab:

sarah-the-artiste:

missdaviswrites:

trickybonmot:

hiddenlacuna:

homosociallyyours:

amythe3lder:

iwantthatbelstaffanditsoccupant:

agenttanha:

lawyermargo:

astudyinsnoggy:

sherlocks-final-resolve-is-love:

sensei-sama-sugoi:

sherlockfandomtandem:

reparo-live-soul:

askdoratonks:

gingerstellagiulia:

strange-book-club:

toobadhesfictional:

No my name isn’t Olaf

This is actually the only one that shows up if I use the name that I go by.

“Hey, I’ve been thinking. Do you think we could visit Luthor? It would be nice to meet my stepson, right?”

“Lillian, dear, he’s simply not worth our time. He had no interest in being the Bigbucks heir, even when he was my son. I don’t have much time left, anyway. Why waste it on someone who only causes disappointment?”

“But…”

“Please, dear, he’s not worth it.”

“I still don’t see the harm… Why don’t we flip through the phonebook and at least invite him to see the twins?”

“Absolutely not! This conversation is over!”

“Okay, then. Forget I asked.”