When we last left the Uglacies, Bob the Biker Troll had moved in, and I thought it only fitting that he had a Harley... courtesy of Mod The Sims.

"Alright, man, this is sweet. If I knew I got a free hog, I would have signed up for a legacy family ages ago!"

So Bob's happy, and the Uglacies continue to work on generation 9... which kid is going to be the ugliest to lead this legacy into that tenth generation... well, let's see. But first, I thought he and Sidney should get to take their bike on a new spin.

"Alright Bob, you got the Harley, let's head downtown and cheat on one another like romance sims do!"

"Sure Sid, just ignore the fact that I can't get my hands on the handlebars... otherwise it's all good. Steering the cycle is so over-rated anyways."

OOps, this doesn't look good.

"Crud Sidney, my hand is stuck in the gas tank!"

"You think you got problems, Bob, I just impaled myself on your sword... like right through my chest."

Ouch, that's gotta hurt. But actually the bike does work good, even has the woohoo option, a must for romance sims... NOOO, it doesn't show all that... geesh people. Get your mind out of the gutter. Really. (Will not mention here that I did experiment with it... just to see.)

"Wow Sidney, I hope that doesn't leave a scar."

Little Pennywise is all grown up and longing to date... and look who we have here. SimAddicted13.

Look, SimAddicted, finally an Uglacy boy you can date. You've been asking for one!

"The clown! You're gonna give me the ugly clown?!"

Well, you could wait for Hannibal here to grow up.

"Kiss me, clown boy, I'm all yours!"

"Ew gross, can you guys get a room, I am so studying my cooking points!"

Little wierdo, that Clarice... rolling up wants to study cooking all the time. What kid does that, really?!

Kaching... kaching

"Your little sister's a freak, Pennywise."

"Yeah, you're telling me."

"So the secret to my Grandpa Don's chili is..."

Pennywise!!! We do not give away the family recipe... and SimAddicted, you do realize he is holding a knife, and he is an evil clown... just thought I'd point that out.

So it being close to summer now and all, let's look at some cute pictures of the Uglacies enjoying summer to the fullest...

Ahhh, sprinklers and adorable, little malformed mutations in all their glory. Oh, did I forget Hannibal's birthday, eh, who cares. I'm so sick of birthdays I could puke. He grew up, deal with it.

A nice summer evening playing chess with Grandpa Don ... only Pennywise got all huffy cause Don kept cheating.

"I so saw that Grandpa!"

"What, Pennywise, I didn't do anything, that clown make-up must be running into your eyes."

And summer's not complete without taking your first girlfriend to the park for a cook out...

In which you leave starving because all the simselfs (cough, cough, Vintus and Cel) eat all your hotdogs.

What would summer be without moments like this?

Meanwhile, Eric, AKA grilled cheese sim which has no purpose but to provide me with an urn... is having difficulty with the clean bot.

Clean bots are the worst when they go amok!!! So stop whining, Eric, and turn the damn thing off, is that too hard?!

"I can't get the frickin fracking hunk of junk to shut down!"

Great... just great! Trash sprewed all over the house, sims in environmental distress, stupid clean bot.

So we do yet another birthday with Rynn, the little troll who lived down the lane. Eric even wears matching pajamas to twirl the baby, impressive, no?

"Who the hell put me in this pink tuxedo, I demand a re-spin!"

"Here we go, Rynn, this is your little potty."

"Cut the act, Bozo, I got people to meet, places to go, and potty training ain't in the schedule, kapeesh?"

"I'm outta here, there's got to be a real toilet somewhere and I got potty water to splatter!"

That's just great, I got all kinds of toys for her, but does that matter? Oh nooo. A toilet is so much more inviting!

"Grrr, you stupid cleanbot, I know this was you! My day of vengence is comming you defective Hoover from Hell!"

Poor Eric, always cleaning up trash when he could be making grilled cheese.

"Leave me alone, you incompetent woman, I do not want to play with you, even remotely."

This toddler is the meanest looking kid I've had to date. She looks like jolly green giant with constipation.

"HELLO! I haven't slept in 3 sim days, there are child labor laws you know!"

Hannibal, Hannibal, Hannibal... sleep is so over-rated. Do I complain when I stay up till 3 in the morning writing this legacy, huh?

"Should I be concerned about my brother?"

Don't be silly, Clarice, a quick power nap on the sidewalk and he'll be good as new. Now if you really want to help, you could do his homework.

"Ha, have you seen my fun bar lately? I don't think so lady."

So it's time for Clarice to become a teen, and Sidney invites all her older siblings over. And when I saw Michael all grown up... I thought MY God! He's a throwback to...

Gage Uglacy!!! How could I not have seen that! Michael did turn out to be an Uglacy after all!

Now I was preparing for yet another boring birthday party, but the Uglacies had other plans. A fight ensued out on the front lawn... and all the sims involved were guests, and therefore not in my control, which makes it just that much more fun! It seems Michael still hated Pete Birdbeak for woohooing his mom like 16 years ago! And havoc and mayham let loose!

Gorillas in the mist...

Behind you Michael, he's swooping in!

"Kick his sorry birdbutt Mikey!"

Isn't that sweet? His sisters Christine and Annie cheer him on. Sparky seems a bit horrified tho, you would think he'd be use to the Uglacies by now.

"You suck Mikey!"

Don, really, that's not very nice. He's your grandson.

"He's lame! It's a freakin bird guy for goodness sakes!"

Oh man Michael... beaten by chicken man... that is lame.

And that was when I saw the gleam in Annie's eyes. Oh these sisters may look pretty, but make no mistake about it, they are Uglacies all the way.

"You beaknosed freak, how dare you beat up on my twin brother! You don't know who you're messing with."

This so happened... and as I said, I have no control here, so it was just amusing to watch.

"You just wait buddy, you won't know when, and you won't know how, but someday I'll get you. When I get done with you, you'll woe the day you ever touched an Uglacy."

"Oh geesh, man, call her off, she's giving me the willies."

As if I could... these sims never listen to me.

"So can we get back to my party now, would that be too much to ask?"

Oh yeah, Clarice, teenhood, blah, blah, blah, Ok Clarice preceed...

Well the good news is her outfit matched... I mean what are the chances for that?!

Bad news... poor girl rolled popularity... yeah like that's gonna happen with that face. *snickers*

"So dad, it's so cool to meet you finally, but like, where have you been for the last 16 years of my life?"

"Honey, baby, it's nothing personal, but I'm free as a bird, you know, I have no cage to hold me, I have to soar with the eagles."

More like buzz with the vultures, would be my guess.

"Ohhh, ok."

Geesh, she's got that whole gap in the face, teeth protruding thru side of face thing going on... ewwww.

"Oh wow, but these chips are delicious. Years of eating nothing but grilled cheese... what I wouldn't have done for a lousy bag of chips!"

So it's a party, and it's high time we see these Uglacy kids smustle!

Come on Pennywise, get that party started! (Poor kid, really needs to learn how to use hair gel properly).

Now there's a smustle face!

Somehow, this just isn't as cute as when Rhea does it with her sims. *sigh*

Pennywise really got into it.

"Oh yeah baby, you know you want some of this!"

The hair... Pennywise, comb your frigging hair!

Even Hannibal got in on the fun...

"Yippee, I can't wait till I can smustle with my future victums and then eat their brains!"

That's nice, kiddo.

"Hey Rynn, come on over here and smustle with us!"

"Buzz off clown boy! I have much more important matters to tend to."

"Ahh, my watery throne of worship..."

Is there enough green in this picture... it almost hurts my eyes.

"Oh Rynne, you naughty little troll, it's time for a bath for you!"

"Why you daft pointy-nose witch, put me down immediatly! Don't you dare put me near that water!"

"So Eric, you know it's really hectic in the house with the seven of us, you think you could die soon for us, huh?"

"Hmmf, did I ask to be in this legacy, I don't think so. Playing chess all day with a cheating troll, changing diapers of poo, and watching this constant freak show you call a legacy..."

Oh just die already... anytime now.

"My precious Rynne, do you know what today is, huh sweetie? It's your birthday!"

"Oh big friggin woo woman! Like we haven't seen ten of those in this chapter already!"

"Don't you dare try to snuggle with me! I'm warning you!"

Yay, and the party starts... oh look Swiffner from the Mythology legacy dropped by to literally blow her own horn!

"What the hell is that woman doing at my party?!"

Oh get over it Rynne and spin already.

"Ha, my evil plan is complete!"

Seriously, I don't think I have ever had a kid this scary looking with the expressions. Even her own family seems a bit stunned. And Don is having one of those zombie, spaced out moments.

"Arrrgh."

Maybe if you stopped gourging yourself on potato chips at all the parties, you would feel a little better, Don.

I give her a quick makeover... more fitting for her unique personality, and something her father biker Bob would be proud of... her first order of business?

To play in the bathroom of course... how fitting. She seems to have a thing for that lime green interior.

Meanwhile, Goopy's Car Lot remains a hot spot... when I'm not too lazy to take Sidney down there. And look, a reviewer has snuck on to the lot. I hope she's not reviewing Wanda Tinker's singing. By the way the karoke machine is just a trap to lure unsuspecting sims in, it works everytime.

Melissa Fancey proves that she is the Go To gal!

"So lady reporter, you write us up a good report and I'll buy the beer. We'll party like it's 1999!"

"After reviewing your business, Miss Uglacy, I must say... it's top notch! Well not really, you ran around making out with that hideous salesman that couldn't sell a heater to an Eskimo, and basically ignored all your customers, but eh, I want the free beer. The Sim Times just doesn't pay crap, you know."

And look who graces our lot... Rhea. Also known as forevescuba... and writes the Disney Legacy...

"So I gotta know lady, what the heck are you doing wearing a leapord fur jacket in May?! It's like 100 degrees out here!"

"Claaareeece, dance with me..."

Creepy yes, but Clarice and Hannibal are very close... kind of like "Silence of The Lambs".

Rynne's first day of school...

"Alright you losers, this is the way it is, I get the best seat, the best snacks out of your lunch pails, any spare change you have on you at this moment, and you get to live, kapeesh? Oh, and don't make me shake you down. You don't want to make me mad. You won't like me when I'm mad."

Glad to see she's making friends. I think I hear Marsha cowering in the back of the bus.

And she's not the only one with friends... why if if isn't that punky little brat townie... Chandler, known for his mean antics.

"Hi Chandler, I'm Hannibal."

"You're a geek, geek. I can't wait to throw water balloons at you."

"Weee, see Chandler isn't this so much fun. Splashing and dancing in the sprinkler?"

"What a bunch of losers! Eww, I wanna play in the sprinkler...NOT. Gads."

Say, Rynne, have a little fun, let's click on that sprinkler for you, shall we?

"This sucks! We got a pool in the back, why the heck would we waste our time with a lousy sprinkler! Get this water off me, it's cold and it's wet."

Your brother loves it.

"He's a moron."

Hannibal, what happened to Chandler?

"Uh, I don't know, maybe he got tired and went home."

"Crud, I hope Chandler's mom doesn't come looking for him."

What? What's that, Sidney?

"Uh, nothing, nothing at all... Hannibal just had a busy day, let's leave it at that."

"Whose stupid enough to put chicken on a pizza?!"

"Just try it, Rynne, it's delicious!"

Um, I don't think that's chicken, Rynne.

Eric, you waste of pixelated space, get a job, at least bring in some money till you kick the bucket.

"Hey Rynne, I got a really good idea what we could put in that lemonade to add flavor."

"Get lost, you sicko. Not everyone wants to eat townies."

"Hey mister, wanna buy some lemonade?"

"No kid, I just want to deliver the paper and get the hell out of here!"

"So my kids are growing up so well, Stephani."

"Um, yeah, everyone in town has heard about your kids, Sidney, and frankly, growing up well wouldn't be the term I'd use."

Stephani-writes the Kitchel Legacy

"Hey lady, I got an A+, wanna see, huh? Huh?"

"Whose that wierd little green girl behind me, and why does she think I give a flip about her grade?"

No clue, there, Simaddicted. But I'd cheer her on, just to be safe.

"Sidney Uglacy, you cheated on me! How could you move in with Bob the Biker Troll?! Didn't our cheap, torrid affair mean anything to you?!"

"Pete, I can explain... well no I can't, but let me at least give you this shocked and remorseful expression."

"How could my mom do that to my dad?! I hate her, the tramp!"

As a matter of fact, to spite Sidney's excellent mothering skills, all the older kids hate her because of her romance ways. They so need to get over it. I mean how long does this "you have to be with my dad" thing go on!

Hey wait a second, what are you kids doing up on the roof sucking down booze?!

"You'd suck down booze too if you grew up in our family! What, you're opposed to underage drinking?!"

No, I'm just ticked you guys are wasting precious skilling time, now chop, chop, fun's over! Popularity and Pleasure sim, geesh, what did I expect?

"Ohhh no, I was in the middle of a dream date with Bob, what the..."

I think old man time has caught up with you Sidney.

"Ok, so I'm a silver babe of the highway, I can live with that... but get this polyester suit off me, it's so not me!"

Meanwhile, up on the balcony, it must be contagious.

"I feel wierd, Rynne."

"You are wierd freak boy."

Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Ok, I feel better now. Dear me, he's hideous, absolutely hideous!!! Hannibal rolls fortune, so lets just thank the sim Gods it wasn't romance.

"Hey, I am one hot stud muffin.."

Hannibal does this of his own accord, he is the only Uglacy I have that loves to admire himself in the mirror... what a delusional psycho... his name so fits him.

"Oh baby, you are still as hot as ever! Come to your troll man."

Bob the biker troll is way younger than Sidney, but that doesn't seem to put a damper in their relationship at all. In fact, Bob rolled the one want no romance sim ever rolls...

"Marry me Sidney!"

"Oh Bob, but you're a romance sim! Are you sure?'

"Baby, I'm 8000 aspiration points sure!"

And their bright red rings of love shown for everyone to see, not that anyone was there, because it was 2 AM in the morning, but with romance sims, you have to strike when the iron is hot... or face aspirational failure. They will probably regret this tommorrow.

The kids were up, but they were all trapped in the bathroom... *sigh*.

"You stink Pennywise."

"Well if you would all get out of here, maybe I could take a shower."

"You're blocking the door clown boy!"

"Because I want in the shower, you jerks!"

"So move!"

"No, you move!"

Grrrrr. Isn't simming with big families oh so much fun!

"Oh my God, Spock, it's an ugly, mutated giant... and he has a can of Raid!!!"

"Jim, I fear this is the end! Run, run as fast as your eight little legs can carry you! Arrrrgh... he got me, my skin's on fire... I can't go on!"

"Oh Nooo, Spock, speak to me!"

"He's dead Jim."

Cockroaches... or Star Trek... you decide. Intergalactic adventures gone horribly wrong.

"Hmm, bunch of dead cockroaches, what ever shall I do with these?"

"They make the lemonade a bit crunchy, but otherwise, I think it gives a distinct flavor."

Down at the car lot, Sjt has found the karoke machine!

"Alright... I'd like to dedicate this one to all the Boolprop girls out there."

Hmmm, I don't like the way Gilbert Jacquet is eyeballing him. Gilbert is that creepy townie that Maxis made that lives with his elderly mom. Wierdo.

"Hey, you fine looking specimen of a man, wanna go back to my mom's place. We can get to know each other better, and I'll get mom to bake you a pie."

"Uh, ewww, I don't think so, I feel a sudden bout of deadly, sim guinea pig virus comming on."

But Sjt, that hasn't been around since Sims 1.

"Shut up, Candi... I am not going anyway with sissy boy here."

Well apparently, Gilbert annoyed more than just Sjt.

"Take that you mommified pansy boy!"

Alright Eric, beating up a customer with no reason and no prompting from me, let me be the first to officially welcome you as an Uglacy!

"No, no, so, Sidney, I don't think so. You're old and moldy, and I'm still in college. I'm not falling for your ancient charms anymore."

My first horrible date with an Uglacy ever...it just went all to pot. He stormed off with some comment about chewing his own leg off before he'd date Sidney again.

And then delivered us a special gift... the flaming bag of poo.

Well there was only one thing to do.

"So you're absolutely sure this will work?"

"Listen lady, love's my business. You drink some of this, and any man will fall for you, young or old, doesn't matter."

"Well, I need to someone to try it out on."

"Hey, there's an unwilling victum now!"

Oh no, Vintus7... run Vintus, run. It's his own fault, you know, he kept hanging around the lot.

"Oh my gosh, Sidney, you're amazing!!!"

"Let's hurry this up Vintus, the kids will be home from school in an hour, and I don't want them to hate me again."

I wonder if he'll regret this in the morning?

"Who the hell left this flaming bag of poo on the sidewalk... could my wife be kissing other men? Well she ought to at least do it right! I don't want to be cleaning up these messes!"

And Sidney isn't the only one getting a little romance. Here Clarice is, getting her first kiss with KCPC14... awwww.

It would have been a really sweet moment... but...

"Why you nasty, young whippersnapper... making out in a public restuarant! Why in my day, you would have been tarred and feathered! You disgusting simselfs and legacy trash, what has this town come to?!"

"Ouch you old bag, back off!"

"Ahh, the day I become a man. Could my thought bubble be any more apparent? I wish for SimAddicted to grow up with me."

Yup, they're quite the item, even going steady, and he rolls up wants for only her... good, considering he's a pleasure sim and an Uglacy.

And he transitions appropriatly... with clown clothes.

"Geesh, it's my day to grow up too, but can I get to my own birthday cake... nooo! Move it people!"

"Hey, where did those things come from?"

And Rynne becomes a teen, rolls pleasure. So ready to review and vote for the Uglacy that will take us into the tenth generation? Remember... you are voting for ugly!!! Completly different from other legacies. I didn't put the first 3 kids in the poll, because frankly, they aren't as ugly as these.

"Hi, I'm Pennywise, I actually washed my face so you could see my unique features. Named for Pennywise, the evil clown from it, my dad was actually a Maxis townie. I'm a Libra and I live for pleasure! I want to be a chef... but I'm really lazy. I'm also nice, to spite my name, and very outgoing and serious. I hate most of my own family at this point... their relationship bars are all in the red. But can you blame me, really?"

"Uh, ok, is this on? I'm Clarice, named for the lady on Silence of the Lambs. I'm a Libra, and all I want to do is be the most popular Uglacy ever! I'm really outgoing and nice, and I dream of being a General someday, because then I can order people to like me. My dad was Pete Birdbeak."

"Greetings, Uglacy voters. I'm Hannibal, from Hannibal the Cannibal, on Silence of The Lambs. I'm a Capricorn, and I plan to be rich, just like the real Hannibal. I am going to be a business tycoon. I'm a neat freak, outgoing, lazy, playful, and I'm really mean. I only have 2 nice points. My dad is Chuck Freeloader."

And last, but not least...

"I'm Rynne, from the Little Girl Who Lived Down the Lane. I'm a Gemini, obviously the evil twin. I'm into pleasure, it's all about me, and I'm going to be a professional party guest like Paris Hilton. I'm a slob, no neat points at all, very outgoing, active, and actually my stats say I'm nice, but that's really questionable. Bob the Troll is my daddy. So get your butt over to Candi's guestbook or go to the Boolprop forum at www.boolprop.com, or Shoo Flee at http://s13.invisionfree.com/Shoo_Flee and vote for one of us! We'll be waiting..."