Gissing Legacy, 3.2

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Aiden: Hey, Mitch! Mitch! We have the same swim trunks, isn't that cool?

Aiden: *pokes self in the eye*

Aiden, you're a little creepy. Aiden: Why, thank you!

Harry is still hanging around his father's blond clone. You can see just how much Harry inherited from Brandon. Basically everything but his nose. Oh, and his lips.

I've grown oddly fond of this face template.

I played this so long ago, I don't remember what Harry's major was, but, honestly? This picture pretty much sums it up.

Oh, look. Aiden's mental instability is catching.

Gwen: Where the hell did he come from?

Harry: It's too bad you're on academic probation. Karen: Yeah, maybe you should spend a little more time studying and a little less time--

Gwen: *practices super secret criminal mastermind alien powers* Karen: On second thought, I'll just keep my mouth shut.

Swing your partner round and round...

What do you mean, Harry has issues?

Harry: Cheating on Mitch was awesome.

Dormie: I totally agree. Let's do it again.

Jack Sparrow Cameo. He's eating dinner in front of having dinner with a lady named Wendelin Sleakeasy. I love the Harry Potter replacement name list. The random inappropriate combinations amuse me way too much.

Gwen, shouldn't you be studying... Gwen: Be quiet, I'm in the zone. We don't have Freeti-- Gwen: Shhhh!!!

Brenda invites Harry on group outings all the time. It's sweet. Staring Stalker Man, however, is not.

Max got a makeover.

Just a little possible OFB-spam warning. I finally got around to buying it.

Mitch: An alien on a guitar? Ahhahaahaha! Good one, Max. Max: Dude, that wasn't a joke. It wasn't even funny.

Harry: So, I'm in love with two people.

Harry: Want to be number three?

Max: If I close my eyes, she'll go away. If I close my eyes, she'll go away. If I--

Aiden: I swear, any second I'm gonna snap and I don't know what I'm gonna dooooo...!

Aiden: Hey, coach, like what you see?

Aiden: I've poisoned my love with the crazy. D:

Harry: The taxi driver is seriously sexy. Townie (Dormie?): I know, right?

Mmm, bonding over mutual attraction to an untouchable NPC.

And over an intense rock-paper-scissors competition.

ACR hit this lot hard. So hard only one couple is in the right bed.

Gotta love having things in common.

Makeover  Spam:

Playable-whose-surname-is-Totino: Hey, guys?

Totino: I'll just leave you two alone, then...

Kennedy: *tiptoes into hot tub*

Kennedy: So, guys...

Harry: No, really, it's very natural looking...

Totino: Dude, what the hell?

Harry: Um...

Finally, success!

You know, Goopy's not so bad, really...

Harry: Here, let me just trim those...

/Makeover Spam

Methinks Kennedy is fond of Harry...

Harry: Just put two Pringles in your mouth and pretend you're a duck, like this.

Harry's high on life. (And noxious pink love fumes.)

He doesn't even notice the mascot fight five feet away.

I found this series of pics funny enough to take a cap of them when I uploaded them. Now, not so much. :/

Llama 2 Cow 0

Is there something you want to tell me, Ricky?

I didn't realize kicky bag was such an exciting spectator sport. The sim directly in front of Harry is his next romantic target.

Looks like they'll get along fine.

Townie fight!

Aww, Britney got pwned.

Town/Dorm-ie: Ew, it's Crazy Jealous Man. I hope he doesn't notice me leaving Harry roses...

Ricky: Hello, Mr Llama. Enjoying our hot tub? Cool. Hey, check this  out...

Ricky: Now that was cool.

Karen: Paper covers rock. I win at life! Harry: Argh!

What d'you have there, Gwen? (LOL at the rock-paper-scissors throwdown in the background.) Gwen: Oh, nothing much...

Gwen: It's only a... GAME-BORKING RADIO-CONTROLLED CAR!!1! And it was promptly deleted. I think Gwen is trying to sabotage me because I let her fail her classes.

Oh, not you, too.

Gee, thanks. I always wanted a giant wooden thimble.