The Sims: Your source for nightmare fuel

A face not even a mother could love.

She's literally stuffing her face.

It's a good thing I'm not this kid's mother. I'd be afraid of him slurping my soul through my boob.

"Kill... me..."

Damn it, Childs, torch it!

I feel like instead of "WEEE!" this person would say "WUUUUUH!" while swinging.