Welcome back Uglacy readers. In our last episode, Queenie had just graduated from college, and was madly in love with Goopy Gilsbaro... now I know he's not that ugly, but I had to play Goopy. You see, he rarely gets a legacy invite, but not only that, he's unique. People either love him or hate him. And here's the thing, when legacies do let Goopy in, they clean him up immediatly, give the boy some decent clothes, and he doesn't turn out half bad...Not that I have anything against that but...

The Uglacies have always danced to their own tune, and I feel it's high time someone lets Goopy's inner child out. It's time to see Goopy as Goopy is... not how he "should" be. So I'm warning you now, this chapter is not for the fashionably concious... more like the fashionably unconcious.

First of all I knew Goopy was romance, but I am an expert on the romance sim... *sighs* but what I didn't know was Goopy was in the military, the elite forces *shudders*. Yeah our country depends on him, scary, eh?

Goopy Stats... He's a Libra with 2 neat pts...8/10 outgoing, he's nice, lazy, 2 active points, and his turn ons are vampires and stink, his turn off... brown hair.

So I took Goopy shopping, after I had done some internet shopping of my own. From various sites like Mod Sims and Parsimonious, I downloaded like a mad woman, and while downloading I asked myself one important question...

"What would Goopy Wear?"

Now for those of you who have made these unique creations, please don't be offended. But they are rather for the fashionably brave sim. Let's just think of it as a compliment, like making Goopy's "A List". Or the National Enquirer's worse dressed... fashion is, after all, a matter of taste.

Meanwhile, at the Uglacy home, this is a daily occurence. Apparently Dor has been visiting again.

These trashcan fiascos are caused by one Uglacy alone... Gage Uglacy. He is an ugly version of Don Lothario, and yet, he has scored more women than... than nature should allow. But no matter the women, he is always rolling up more wants. And he doesn't want townies... oh no. Gage prefers simselfs. He's rolled wants for Dor, Hiddenunderabed, Casey71, Mythmil, HurriKaty, Swiffner, Katnick, JFed, Celinou4, Neonhorn, and yes, even me. *shudders* Usually all at the same time.

Queenie is adjusting since comming home from college, but she misses all her sorority sisters, and so I have her bring back an old friend.

"Oh dear Lord."

Whatever could be wrong... *Snickering*

Why Meadow Thayer, so good to see you again after that little cowplant incident.

"What stinks?"

It's called Cologne De La Zombie, it's the hottest new scent."

Poor Queenie, actually has a heart... which I am not use to in Uglacies.

There, there, Queenie. Meadow won't even notice. At least not until her arm falls off.

"Baaaahaaa...how could you make me do this?"

What? We brought her back from the dead. Geesh, so she's a little moldy.

Ok, so rolling along, Queenie invited Goopy over and dressed in her new plaid dress to entice him. Clever, no? Of course he accepted the ring... sucker!

Oh, and I added a crown... cause she's a Queen of aliens of course.

They celebrated their engagement with Grilled Cheese, the official food of Uglacies.

"So Queenie, can I be your maid of honor?"

"Uh, well there are no maids of honor in sim weddings."

"Oh. Ok, but what would you like for a wedding gift?"

"Well if you just took a shower, Meadow, that would be great."

Now here is a simself I can not figure out.

Dor... mitinkitten to some... who claims to hate Gage Uglacy... but she is the simself that hangs out the most with the Uglacy's, she's best friends with Samara and Don, and as soon as I have my back turned, she's in the hottub, usually with Gage.

"I was not!"

Uh, excuse me, Dor, why are you in a bikini then, huh?

"I was sunbathing."

It's ten at night. And need I remind you that Swiffner's sims saw you in the telescope... just what is going on with you and Gage?"

"I just come here for the grilled cheese, lay off ok. And when do I get the handsome spare you promised me."

Yeah, right... *rolls eyes* anytime now. I just have so many fine looking sims to choose from.

So Goopy and Queenie tied the knot, at night of course since her burning to death in the sunlight would kind of ruin the wedding party.

We had a roof raiser by the way... Uglacies do know how to have a good time.

But at this point I had seven sims (hee hee, like seven sins. Sorry, couldn't resist). Anyway, the lag was so bad... and the computer crashed 3 times, and I had to do something.

So adios, Meadow, and since your officially an Uglacy now, you can head off to the Uglacy sorority and wait for the next heir.

"Wow, I will be the most popular girl on campus."

Um, yeah, sure sweetie. Whatever it takes to get you into the taxi. Nobody tell her she's a zombie, mmmkay?

Queenie still hasn't got the whole concept that sunlight kills vampires... she's terrible at being one of the undead. If I could put a lock on her coffin, I would.

Well Goopy, looks like Queenie is trying to tell you something.

"Hey honey, how would you feel about a little Goopy?"

On a side note, Goopy came into my legacy fat, I mean bottom of the body meter fat... maybe too many grilled cheese with the Uglacies. Don does feed our guests well. But a fat Goopy in plaid... reminded me of an Uncle I had. Oh come on, I know you had one too.

Don the Zombie does not seem to appreciate Goopy's expression of fashion.

"Hey, goofy guy, Martha Stewart called. She wants her spring collection of tablecloths back."

"Seriously, can you redress that freak. I can't handle an eternity of that."

Don, be nice. Goopy is making a statement. His inner child is speaking.

"Yeah, it's saying get me the hell out of this plaid prison."

Yippee! My first ever, impossible want fullfilled... well next to downloading Russell Crowe and making him my love slave... but that's another story.

Here Carmen Patch-Uglacy maxes out her skills!

But even with full cooking points, an Uglacy can not make Lobster Thermidor to save their life. The curse still continues.

So Carmen heads downtown for a shopping spree. She runs into Casey71, who I neglected to fill you readers in on at the last chapter. Casey is also known as Noname6788 and writes her own twisted legacy. A must read...

Anyway, Carmen speaks of leaving Gage, which seems to always be on her mind. She spills her guts to Casey, telling her about her horrible marriage and her building depression.

"Eh, lady, I could care less." *yawn* "Boring!"

And here I thought Casey was so nice. Well I'm so sorry you can't be bothered with Carmen's pain. Just get back to your sim shopping... it's not like Carmen's heart has been torn out of her chest by her cheating husband. Or like he's rolling wants to flirt with you now... oh no, nothing like that.

Hey Frederico, out on the town shopping as well! He's a founding sim for Hiddenunderabed, but I showed him here because frankly, my legacy needs a little eye candy, and mmmm baby, he's grade-A quality sim. Whatcha shopping for, Freddy?

"Oh Mel needs a new bowling outfit."

Oh, ok then. That sure beats hot lingerie anyday.

Do you ever wonder why Don the Zombie isn't fat like most grilled cheese sims. Well I realize that may not be a burning question in your mind, but here's the answer anyway.

He loves the sphere thingie-a-bob. He plays and plays on it, so I really never have to worry about his weight, plus he sneaks other food... grrrr. I am only about 1/2 way to 200 grilled cheeses.

I try to step it up, because Queenie is expecting and frankly my computer can't handle the number of sims. When Don gets to 200, he and Samara will get a fine retirement home.

Here he is with all the half-eaten sandwiches other sims have started to finish off for him. It's like an all-you-can eat grilled cheese buffet.

"Aw, come on, just one bowl of chili?!"

NO Don... only 100 more of these to go. *Banging head against desk repeatedly.* And Pinstar didn't think 200 grilled cheese sandwiches were a challenge enough to be an impossible want... HA... I am so counting it.

As for Samara, she got a part-time job in politics... and frankly she looks like a lot of politicians I could name. *Cough,cough, Hillary Clinton on a good day...*

Isn't she a cute Zombie tho...especially after we got rid of the cheap hussy blush.