Sims 2 Story
So when I was about 10 or so, my little brother, his friend, and I decided to make ourselves in the Sims 2. Â We gave ourselves a kickass mansion, we had parties every night we had the maximum amount of money, it was great.
But for some reason, despite having a personal bathroom we decided to use stalls instead of personal toilets, so we could all go to the bathroom at the same time without invading each other’s privacy, I assume.  It was a bit of an overkill because we had about 15 stalls for 3 people, but whatever.
Well even though we were having parties every night, my brother’s friend’s social level was very low.  If you don’t remember, in the Sims 2 if your character’s social level is too low, this creature called the Social Bunny appears.
This fucker.
The Social Bunny is meant to help the Sim get their social level up and only that Sim can see them.  Despite having two friends living with him, my brother’s friend got the Social Bunny.
After days of being followed by this furry, my brother’s friend (the Sim) had to use the bathroom.  He goes into one of the stalls and the bunny stands right outside the door.  Since the Social Bunny was only visible to him so no one else could move them and he couldn’t tell the bunny to move because he was blocked by the door, he was stuck in the bathroom stall.
So the three of us watched helplessly as one of our friends was crying out for help in a bathroom stall, pissing his pants, slowly dying of starvation while this goddamn rabbit stood outside the stall juggling.
Eventually the rabbit moved…when he died.  Everyone crowded around his corpse and his ghost was lead to the other side.  The Social Bunny had this look like “Yes, my work here is done” and went back to whatever crevice of Hell he came from.
