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So, and I spent many, many hours playing around on The Sims 2 this weekend. We created January (right) and February (left) who we call Jan and Ru.
Long story short, we went on a picture spree and wound up with almost 240 pictures.

We didn't get to put captions on all of them but the captions we do have will be added to their proper pictures as I...upload most of our pictures here~

Ru: Is that it?
Jan: I'm going easy on you! You look so frail, I don't want to hurt you!
Ru: Who are you calling frail?! I'll kill you. )<
Jan: Temperamental much?
Ru: I'll show you temperamental.
Jan: Uhmm... *unsure*
Ru: I know where you sleep.
Jan: Ew! Stalker!
Ru: I'M not the one who keeps getting calls from their naked pervert boyfriend! [Note;; to be explained in later uploads.]
Jan: You're going to permanently scar me!
Ru: My life's purpose.
Jan: Big meanie! *flees*
Ru: One to nothing, ME.

Ten Minutes Later.
Ru: Back for more, huh? *Punch*
Jan: You can't hurt me!
Ru: Don't be so sure. I might look girlie but I can kick your sorry butt. You ever seen a girl mad? It's scary.
Jan: Are you calling yourself a girl?
Ru: Don't put words in my mouth! *Punch*
Jan: Hey~ When do I get to punch you?
Ru: You don't! I'm too good.
Jan: *pout*
Ru: Why don't you run off now and play your little piano while Ru does some real work.
Jan: YOU are so MEAN! *stalks off*
Ru: *Cackle*

Two Hours Later...
Ru: ...Look, I know you're weird but I didn't think you were a masochist. Why do you keep coming back?
Jan: I do have pride you know!
Ru: SINFUL.
Jan: WHY are you always picking on me?!
Ru: 'cause you suck at decorating!
Jan: Maybe I won't give you any more money for your stuff then!
Ru: Fine, but you're the one who is always in need of socializing. You do remember that I'm your only friend, right? Then again...Naked pervert...
Jan: Stop it! You're going to make me cry!
Ru: ...I hate it when people cry.
Jan: Then maybe I'll go baricade myself in my room with my magical bed!
Ru: ...That depends. Will you be crying in there? I hate it when people cry, even when they're not around me. I'll slap you if you cry.
Jan: You're the one making me cry!
Ru: I'm not making you do anything! I never told you to cry!
Jan: I am SO fed up with you!
Ru: FINE. I'll MOVE OUT. )<
Jan: No! I didn't mean it! What's a little argument between friends?
Ru: 'kay, fine. I'm sorry. But I'm only sorry if you don't cry.
Jan: Fine, I won’t cry…
Ru: Good. Are we done now? I’m kind of tired of punching you.
Jan: What? Don’t I make an entertaining punching bag?
Ru: Yes, but only until you start getting whiney.
Jan: You wanna know something?
Ru: Not really but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.
Jan: I really didn’t think you were this violent when we first met.
Ru: Says the one who thinks I’m girlie. Don’t you know that most girls are violent?
Jan: Are you sure you’re not saying that you’re a girl?
Ru: If I’m a girl, naked pervert is your boyfriend.
Jan: Okay, okay! You’re a man! Fine!
Ru: That’s right. I win.
Jan: Is this just all a game to you?
Ru: You only just realized?
Jan: Toying with other people is not nice.
Ru: It’s not other people, really. Just you.
Jan: Does that mean I’m special?
Ru: That depends. What’s your definition?
Jan: I don’t like where this is going.
Ru: You said it, not me.
Jan: *sigh* I’m tired of this. Go write in your diary.
Ru: You’re a bossy cow. I don’t feel like writing. All I’d have to write about is this. Why are we arguing again?
Jan: You just wanted an excuse to hit me.
Ru: It would have been all fine and dandy if you weren’t a prideful masochist.
Jan: Are you blaming this all on me?
Ru: Is that a problem?
Jan: Yes.
Ru: That’s unfortunate. It is your fault, you see.
Jan: How so?!
Ru: Because I said so. I’m always right. Runs in the family.
Jan: Along with femininity too?
Ru: At least I don’t date old perverted nudists.
Jan: *cries in anguish* Don’t say things like that!
Ru: Then stop mentioning my looks!
Jan: I’m sorry!
Ru: You better be. Brat.
Jan: What gives you the right to call me that?
Ru: I figure you acting like one gives me plenty right. I mean, I have to live with you and everything.
Jan: I’m not that bad, am I?
Ru: Nah. You’re just fun to mess with.
Jan: You’re tiring.
Ru: Yeah, I tire myself out.
Jan: Can we call a truce?
Ru: For tonight? Sure.
Jan: Good. I’m off to bed.
Ru: Just don’t cry, remember? *Goes to bed*

Description
So, and I spent many, many hours playing around on The Sims 2 this weekend. We created January (right) and February (left) who we call Jan and Ru.
Long story short, we went on a picture spree and wound up with almost 240 pictures.

We didn't get to put captions on all of them but the captions we do have will be added to their proper pictures as I...upload most of our pictures here~

Ru: Is that it?
Jan: I'm going easy on you! You look so frail, I don't want to hurt you!
Ru: Who are you calling frail?! I'll kill you. )<
Jan: Temperamental much?
Ru: I'll show you temperamental.
Jan: Uhmm... *unsure*
Ru: I know where you sleep.
Jan: Ew! Stalker!
Ru: I'M not the one who keeps getting calls from their naked pervert boyfriend! [Note;; to be explained in later uploads.]
Jan: You're going to permanently scar me!
Ru: My life's purpose.
Jan: Big meanie! *flees*
Ru: One to nothing, ME.

Ten Minutes Later.
Ru: Back for more, huh? *Punch*
Jan: You can't hurt me!
Ru: Don't be so sure. I might look girlie but I can kick your sorry butt. You ever seen a girl mad? It's scary.
Jan: Are you calling yourself a girl?
Ru: Don't put words in my mouth! *Punch*
Jan: Hey~ When do I get to punch you?
Ru: You don't! I'm too good.
Jan: *pout*
Ru: Why don't you run off now and play your little piano while Ru does some real work.
Jan: YOU are so MEAN! *stalks off*
Ru: *Cackle*

Two Hours Later...
Ru: ...Look, I know you're weird but I didn't think you were a masochist. Why do you keep coming back?
Jan: I do have pride you know!
Ru: SINFUL.
Jan: WHY are you always picking on me?!
Ru: 'cause you suck at decorating!
Jan: Maybe I won't give you any more money for your stuff then!
Ru: Fine, but you're the one who is always in need of socializing. You do remember that I'm your only friend, right? Then again...Naked pervert...
Jan: Stop it! You're going to make me cry!
Ru: ...I hate it when people cry.
Jan: Then maybe I'll go baricade myself in my room with my magical bed!
Ru: ...That depends. Will you be crying in there? I hate it when people cry, even when they're not around me. I'll slap you if you cry.
Jan: You're the one making me cry!
Ru: I'm not making you do anything! I never told you to cry!
Jan: I am SO fed up with you!
Ru: FINE. I'll MOVE OUT. )<
Jan: No! I didn't mean it! What's a little argument between friends?
Ru: 'kay, fine. I'm sorry. But I'm only sorry if you don't cry.
Jan: Fine, I won’t cry…
Ru: Good. Are we done now? I’m kind of tired of punching you.
Jan: What? Don’t I make an entertaining punching bag?
Ru: Yes, but only until you start getting whiney.
Jan: You wanna know something?
Ru: Not really but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.
Jan: I really didn’t think you were this violent when we first met.
Ru: Says the one who thinks I’m girlie. Don’t you know that most girls are violent?
Jan: Are you sure you’re not saying that you’re a girl?
Ru: If I’m a girl, naked pervert is your boyfriend.
Jan: Okay, okay! You’re a man! Fine!
Ru: That’s right. I win.
Jan: Is this just all a game to you?
Ru: You only just realized?
Jan: Toying with other people is not nice.
Ru: It’s not other people, really. Just you.
Jan: Does that mean I’m special?
Ru: That depends. What’s your definition?
Jan: I don’t like where this is going.
Ru: You said it, not me.
Jan: *sigh* I’m tired of this. Go write in your diary.
Ru: You’re a bossy cow. I don’t feel like writing. All I’d have to write about is this. Why are we arguing again?
Jan: You just wanted an excuse to hit me.
Ru: It would have been all fine and dandy if you weren’t a prideful masochist.
Jan: Are you blaming this all on me?
Ru: Is that a problem?
Jan: Yes.
Ru: That’s unfortunate. It is your fault, you see.
Jan: How so?!
Ru: Because I said so. I’m always right. Runs in the family.
Jan: Along with femininity too?
Ru: At least I don’t date old perverted nudists.
Jan: *cries in anguish* Don’t say things like that!
Ru: Then stop mentioning my looks!
Jan: I’m sorry!
Ru: You better be. Brat.
Jan: What gives you the right to call me that?
Ru: I figure you acting like one gives me plenty right. I mean, I have to live with you and everything.
Jan: I’m not that bad, am I?
Ru: Nah. You’re just fun to mess with.
Jan: You’re tiring.
Ru: Yeah, I tire myself out.
Jan: Can we call a truce?
Ru: For tonight? Sure.
Jan: Good. I’m off to bed.
Ru: Just don’t cry, remember? *Goes to bed*