Lombardo’s spared again!
Miss Sim Goddess: There you go again, Lombardo!
(Lombardo falls out of his yoga pose)
Lombardo: Simbus Chripes, you bitch!
Miss Sim Goddess: Was I interrupting something, show-off?
Lombardo: Oh, just me keeping up my sexy physique.
Miss Sim Goddess: So…that genie lamp. What’d you wish for? Less kids?
Lombardo: Actually, no. I wished for beauty. Can’t have a sexy physique when you’re not being seen.
Miss Sim Goddess: Wow, you’re a lot more arrogant than I thought. All right, so I’ll admit that you are not a bad looking Sim at all. You were very good-looking as a werewolf.
Lombardo: Don’t remind me! Never, ever do that again! That was the worst experience I’ve had in my life.
Miss Sim Goddess: But you were adorable! See?!
Lombardo: …I can’t believe you took pictures of me in that state. But—aww, look at my son in the background!
Miss Sim Goddess: Oh, he’s a gem. I’ll never figure out why his hair’s black seeing as his mom’s hair is red and yours brown.
Lombardo: Did you forget that Shaniah’s hair is naturally black?
Miss Sim Goddess: Oh yeah. But that’s just one. I mean, your sister’s one thing, but your son and daughter?
Lombardo: Are you saying that I was cheated on?
Miss Sim Goddess: Oh, trust me, you got yourself a good woman there. I’m just puzzled. Tilly’s father—I don’t remember what color hair he had. It’d explain everything.
Lombardo: Um…gray?
Miss Sim Goddess: Lombardo, thanks for pointing out the obvious.
Lombardo: Oh, by the way, thank you for sparing me with the children thing.
Miss Sim Goddess: No problem. But you probably won’t be as lucky again. Barcelle’s gonna hate me though.
Lombardo: Speaking of, I think you need to speak to him. You know, about his little…mistake with Venice.
Miss Sim Goddess: Don’t worry about it. I think Peachnyree knows about that one. And she doesn’t seem to give a damn. As long as it doesn’t happen again, and she catches them in the act.
Lombardo: You’re a twisted bitch. Knowing you, it will happen again.
Miss Sim Goddess: And you’re arrogant. But I love you anyway.
Lombardo: Thank you. Up I go again!
(Lombardo continues with his yoga)
3 years ago • Notes