Previously, having not learned from popping some horrible crotch nugget out it appears that Vereh is feeling under the weather.
Sad times. I’m actually sad that she decided to wreck that decking instead of puking in the bathroom. By the way, that’s outside her house on the porch. I have no idea why she was outside in her dressing gown yet again.
Oh here we go. It’s like those stupid women on the trains who wear the “Baby on Board” badges when they are three minutes pregnant. So Vereh, you’ve managed to lose a fuckton of weight for your job, now you’re going to pile it all back on because you spread your legs. Congratulations.
“My life sucks. I’m fat, ugleh, pregnant again and my monobrow makes people stare. Why can’t I be…a…baby mobile?”
“HOW FUCKING DARE SHE DISTURB MY GNUBB GAME TO POP OUT YET ANOTHER SPROG?”
“What are you looking at you skinny cow? Are you jealous of my uber-baby?” *Whisper* “She’s reading a book…she doesn’t even know you’re there.”
I am not entirely sure why I included this post. He just looks like he’s busting some moves, or doing a bit of trustepping while making dinner. I still can’t remember his name.
With two kids now being the bane of her life she couldn’t wait to get back to work. It was perfect really, being a crim she only worked at night, her husband being some kind of soulless corporate drone only worked during the day. Perfecto. So here she is getting busted by the feds while out on a mission one night. She spent the rest of the night in jail. I don’t think anyone would have abused her. They were likely scared of catching the ugly.
So it’s some kind of summer festival. He decides to set off some fireworks. Pretty and everything, but why the hell, in a public park is there a line of fireworks that anyone can go up to and set off?! Where’s the health and safety guys?! Where’s his hi-viz?!
I took this picture mainly because that snowcone thing makes amazing rainbow snowcones despite all the ‘snow’ there being completely white. +1 for reality. Also, the woman behind him who looks like a bee the did its makeup while drunk.
This is the only time he’s been able to get some peace. I was actually trying to give him a heatstroke but it wasn’t working, he just laid there. I think he popped the moodlet that he was getting hot but that was all. The next time he was on this deck chair it wasn’t such an awesome time for him.
What’s up next for the Ugleh family? Will there be any more kids? Will I mysteriously remember the fat bastard’s name? All coming up next week!