“Ahhh, can we just thank the Watcher we’re not anything like those two?”
“You can say that again, Ripp.”
“What would we be without our killer communication skills.”
“Speaking of communication, we still need to finish our talk about your disturbing the peace.”
“Come on, Phi. Can we hug it out first?”
“Well, I think we’ve heard enough close-mindedness for one day.”
“Mrs. Huffington, all we said was-”
“Shhh! Shhhhhh! All this toxic energy is bringing my headache back! Marty, we’re leaving.”
“Alright, in a sec.”
“Now!”
“An open relationship?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“I’ve heard those are pretty rough. Feelings of jealousy and discomfort and whatnot… Not something meant for everyone. Props, I guess?”
“Oh, it’s easy to deal with those! Just, you know, stop yourself from feeling those feelings! Repression is better than giving into toxic urges, after all!”
“Wait… What?”
“So, let me get this straight: you never talk that kinda stuff out? No communication at all?”
“I don’t understand. Communication is good. Without it, I don’t think Ripp, Phi, and I would have ever made this work.”
“Why would you be open about such possessive feelings? You are so backwards!”
“Hiiiiiiii~!”
“Good morning, Miss Nigmos.”
“Do I… know you?”
“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.”
Ripp works a night shift now, so that means he and Ophelia can spend the days she has off doing the heckin big adult.
Ripp doesn’t like adulting, fren.
tfw u trap ur wife in the all-in-one bathroom while teaching your daughter to walk for teh evulz
“Well if it isn’t mister permaplat party guest for hire! Congrats!”
“What’s the job like, Ripp?”
“So far? Amazing! You won’t believe who was DJ-ing! This chick who’s been around the world and still carries on with a cute Windenburg accent!”
“Heh, if I didn’t know better, I’d suspect you were thinking of sleeping with her.”
“Oh, please, Johnny. Even I know six is a crowd!”
“What do you mean ‘six?’”
Just another busy evening for the JRO family!
Ripp is waiting patiently for a chance to tell Johnny a new dirty joke he learned.
It’s not a party until someone goes into labor outside and scares the bejeebers out of everyone!
The Sims of San Myshuno 