My job exploded in my face over the last week, and in combination with school and family obligations I never had the chance to check in on the Badboys. It's nice to see that after a week of my absence, they're still exactly the same. You can't save your real friends and come back like nothing happened, so this I think can be marked down as a plus.

Kris heads off to face another day at the police academy, reconciling her differences with Q's line of work. While he'll spend all day causing old ladies to cough up their lunch money, she'll spend all day trying to make sure that doesn't happen. If you think about it, that's a pretty sweet racket they've got going.

Here you see Q practicing his extortion technique on Laz. It seems to have worked pretty well -- the kung fu outfit has Laz scared down to his skivvies.

This is what I was talking about earlier with the textures. I built this piece of clothing for Q, unable to justify not giving him a martial arts outfit for working out. You see how the ends of the sash kinda cling to his leg? I couldn't figure out how to make them stand out better, so we're left with this. I guess it's better than nothing.

In the background, Endy, completely oblivious to his namesake working his ass off in the real world, dozes vicariously. I wish I could not have a job and let seven roommates provide all the income.

And the aforementioned wet suit. If I had half a brain, this would have been Gray's swimwear.

The low state of his hygiene level finally got to be too much for KC. He couldn't even walk all the way back to the shower to cleanse himself, instead kicking Log and Endy out of the house so he could give himself a sponge bath out of the kitchen sink. Judging by Endy's reaction, at least he's finally getting clean.

Laz finally found the not-so-secret room off the bathroom. OMG FREE MONEYZ

Nobody likes the "you've got something on your shirt" game. But, as Endy demonstrates, we're all willing to put up with it if it could lead to future bedroom relations. Of course he wants Renee Andrews in the sack. It's in his programming.

For someone with a popularity aspiration, Streon sure spends a lot of time pushing and shouting at the other Sims.

Log's at it again. The most flammable member of our household just can't seem to exercise caution around the damn oven. You might consider this a death wish, but then again, we have a guy named MustKillMoWhee in the game and he's still alive.

I haven't been completely honest with you. Kris isn't the only Badboy to spend a lot of time hanging around the house in her underwear. In fact, most of them do it. Here, as she enjoys a plate of blackened something-or-other, Endy watches his favorite TV show, Popeye the Sailor Man.

KC and Endy continue to cement their best-friend status by playing a little game of Punch You-Punch Me. Is it just me, or does Endy seem to enjoy being hit a little too much?

Log from Blammo: "Bah. A little botulism isn't going to stop me from finishing this delicious grilled cheese sandwich. Who cares if green fumes are wafting from it and flies circle my head every time I take a bite?"

Never send a man to do a woman's job. Kris is busy fixing the leaky shower after someone (I'm not naming names, but it rhymes with BellysBappuccino) broke it from overuse. In fact, everybody in the house seems to use this shower ... but clean the other one. I don't know, I just watch 'em.

I think Tag Team said it best: "Whoomp, there it is."

Also, please note that Gray is not averse to the man-love either. It's just not as funny.

Posted by Endymion at March 9, 2005 09:51 PM