Only two days after George and John made up with a bit of WooHoo, the Reaper payed a visit as George was getting out of the shower.
John was at work, and George didn't even bother to beg for his life. He just went off with the scantily clad Death Hula Girls. *sigh*
John arrived home at 9pm that night to find naught but an urn of George hovering above the table.
He did not seem overly upset.

Pausing briefly to make some dinner and watch a little television, Big John then gave Little John a ring. Little John was more than happy to come over.
The pair of them met in the yard and immediately began gossiping about the recently deceased George. No good can come from this.

I'm not sure what Big John is doing here, but Little John seems to be impressed.

"So, my lovely Southern Belle, would you like to be my new running mate?"


"C'mon cutie, whaddya say?"
"Oh John I do believe I have a case of the vapors!"

"Senator, you've made MY approval rating of you rise exponentally!"

"Shall we go inside...? Nevermind the urn on the table, he can't yell at you anymore little one."
...and a long makeout session ensued.


"Rawr! Let's go; none of that shyness here!"






...and after one final embrace, Big John wandered of to do god knows what. I'm unsure as to why he chose that moment to go out and fiddle with the big telescope (yes, a real telescope you perverts!) just then but...*shrug*

Little John was just giddy with happiness and excitement as evidenced by his shameless solo dancing.
Right in front of George's urn.


But, is everything as peachy as it seems? Osama is calling John at all hours of the day and night! Sometimes "just to chat", sometimes to invite John over, and sometimes to invite himself over to John's place. Saddam has been creating a harem of the neighborhood women, whom he systematically kills..well, except for one, because she's my Sim from a different game. I won't let him kill her as I'm actually playing her in another scenerio. They're just very good friends.
Other than that, he kills every random Sim who stops by for a visit.
Does Osama approve?
It's anyone's guess. He's certainly not stopping Saddam, but then again, perhaps he's afraid of our intrepid deposed Iraqi dictator...
Oh look! A total Dick has moved in next door!