Gengis's Day Off
Last day of the weekend. I always hated those kinds of days.
Let's take this time to welcome Gengis's new family member.
It's the butterfly Gengis caught the other day. He named it Jill.
Before he takes his daily shower, Gengis ponders the nutritional value of butterflies but decides against it at the last moment.
You're safe, Jill...for now.
Luke is still the star of the show, though.
Anyways, let's head outside to pick our crops again.
I also gave the Gengis Mobile Mach II a new paint job. Recoloring objects is free, so no money was lost here.
These plants are lasting a surprisingly long time. I'm used to them dying right away. I guess Gengis is just that good of a gardener.
Oh, there's Postal Postal Worker. He was nice enough to actually put the bills where they belong again.
Let's make friends with him, shall we?
Oh great, he's making his hands have a conversation with themselves. I know what that means.
Our Postal Postal Worker has the "Insane" trait. That makes conversing with him difficult, since he can't stay on the subject and he also can randomly do things like break everything in the house or take a bath in a tuxedo.
Additionally, Neurotic Sims and Insane Sims hate each other.
Phew, saved by the phone.
Oh, it's Mrs. Mafia. She's still upset about last night.
Listen, hon. That kiss at the bar was a one-night fling. Gengis can't go around cheating with a pregnant woman. We're not that desperate. Not yet, at least.
Besides, Gengis can't afford childcare! He's gotta buy a new TV today. Entertainment is more important these days, you know.
Gengis gets a "Want" to go the department store to buy and sell some things, so we sell some of his crops to the store and buy a "drinking llama". I think it's supposed to be one of those flamingo toys from a long time ago that would perpetually drink from a glass of water.
Oh hey, it's Gengis's neighbor playing a guitar and Mrs. Mafia.
Gengis wants to listen to the music, so he tries not to make eye contact.
Gengis nearly cries at this beautiful song the neighbor titled, "Randomly strumming the guitar for two minutes". Not in public, Gengis. Let's head home and look at that drinking llama.
Ugh, what's with nothing from the department store working like it's supposed to? What a rip-off.
Whatever. Gengis decides to watch televi--
Oh. Right. I forgot.
Even worse, we don't have enough money to call for a repairman nor buy a new TV.
Well, there's only one thing to do now.
Jab the TV with a screwdriver until something happens.
I've been staring at the static for a while, and I'm starting to make out a picture. I see two people sunbathing, but go ahead and tell me what you can see if you want.
Wow, Gengis. You've impressed me. I half-expected you to suffer from electrical burns, but you managed to fix the TV all by yourself.
That's an odd smile, Gengis. What are you thinking about?
Nevermind. I don't think I really want to know.
Eat, eat, eat! Is that the only thing you're good at?
I meant besides washing your hands constantly.
That toilet is just getting more and more disgusting. You need to get your life back on track, Gengis.
Starting with shedding those pounds.
Work harder, Gengis. I want to see that skill bar reach 1, darn it!
What do you mean "Give me 5 seconds"? You've just done ten jumping jacks!
Ugh, you sicken me. We're going to go to the gym and see if the atmosphere motivates you. Or at least maybe public humiliation will make you do more jumping-jacks than you can count on your fingers.
Yeah, Gengis doesn't even have one point in athletic ability, so he can't even jog.
Wait, what's that sound?
A swimsuit party at the neighbor's house? But...
You don't even have a pool!
Well, no matter. Gengis decides to crash the party. You know what they say.
When in Rome...
Do as the Romans do.
...I'm sorry you had to see this.
And eat all of their ice cream again while you're at it.
And why stop there? Gengis got a little sweaty from those two grueling minutes of working out, so let's run up their plumbing bill while we're here.
Somebody suggested we should try getting into one of our neighbor's beds. This is what you meant, right?
Wow, Gengis is like the Solid Snake of the Sims. Not one of the party members noticed him.
Well, this bed is a lot more comfortable than Gengis's bed at home, so let's spend the night here. I'm sure they won't mind.
This is going to be the last part for a little while, but don't worry. I'll start updating soon enough, I just need to take a break for now.