fornalina

Hi, I'm Kasia (but better call me fornalina) and welcome to my simblr. 99% of the content here is sims related. Also I only follow simblrs so don't feel offended when I don't follow you back. CHEERS! Currently playing: Woof ISBI My art blog

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That feeling when you get up early just to make breakfast for your family and there’s ghost in the kitchen doing your job...

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Charlie: Hey! Free cake!

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Charlie: Oh, my Simgoddess! I just can’t stand living in this pigsty!!

Bella: Oh, for Simgoddess sake, uncle! It’s just few dirty plates, don’t make it sound like some tragedy. Besides, Shaggy loves cleaning so he will gladly wash all the dishes so we can enjoy our food in peace and quiet, will you, Shaggy?

Shaggy: *totally ignores her and keeps on eating his lasagna* 

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Tisha and Parsley: smooch! smooooooch! smooch!

Shaggy: Ekhm! EKHM! 

Tisha and Parsley: smooch! smooooooch! smooch!

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Some of Dove’s faces are priceless - especially those she makes to cover up her mathematical ineptness. 

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Dove: With mum gone we have six... or maybe seven sims in the house? Or maybe even eight? Nevermind, I’ll just act cute^^

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Tess: I-I’m not sure I’m ready. M-maybe you could come back in a few days and then..

Grim Reaper: No.

Tess: Think about it...

Grim Reaper: No. Just hop into your grave, woman. I have other clients too.

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Uh-oh...

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Meanwhile, in local salon, Parsley was having the time of his life with his new girlfriend.

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Shaggy: Boobs...

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Shaggy: Sasha, have you seen Nate? He asked me to help him with his history homework but I can’t find him anywhere.

Sasha: Nate? Oh, he went to the cemetery. Said he wanted to practice weeping or something.

Shaggy: What? Why?

Sasha: It had something to do with grandma’s dying, he just wanted to be ready.

Shaggy: Wait! Grandma’s dying?

Sasha: Aren’t we all dying, brother?

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After a few hours practice he headed back home, knowing that now he was definitely ready for his grandma’s death.

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Feeling that his grandmother’s end is nearing, Nate went to the cemetary to practice grieving.

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Bella: Oh, Simgoddess, in less than two weeks it will be Christmas... *sigh*

AKA I remembered I have a simblr