My man, Guy, painting a pop art umm masterpiece. Ok, so it wasn’t a masterpiece but it was deemed “great”. You like my original name, Guy? I had a brain fart while coming up with a name so Guy. Oh wait, I know where that name came from, when I lived in Colorado, my roommate’s name was Guy except he pronounced it Ghee.
“Mmm, this grilled cheese obviously needs some salt.” Luckily, he didn’t drop the salt shaker in the pan like some Sims.
Time to play Foosball cause you know, it’s always time to play Foosball. I wanted to see how long they would play and left them. 3 Sim hours later and still playing.
“How long do I have to play this dumb game?!?” They both had no foosball over their heads – just didn’t show up in the pictures.
“GET OUTTA MY BED, WEIRDO!” I don’t understand; they were friends. Surely, he could’ve let Guy have a nap.
Awesome dance moves!
I finally bought a store and stuck a few of Guy’s paintings for sale. Baldy stared at it for quite awhile but did not buy it. Sadly, no one bought that painting.
One week till surgery! *quietly freaking out* I’m going to attempt to play Guy for awhile…maybe have him start a family.
Follow link for episode #2 of Guy’s Life: https://meowfaze.wordpress.com/2016/02/01/guy-and-paolo/