ANYWAY. We were playing the Sims 2 today (I don't have it, and have always been curious as to how it works). To demonstrate, mon amie started a new family. One was a normal chick, the other was, well, her nose was a giant prosthetic beak. So they move into their new home, all atwitter with excitement at their new lives in Pleasantville. They're admiring the french doors, the patio and the romantic hot-tub on the front lawn.... The hot tub with someone already in it. It's a sim named Travis Hill! He's sitting in their romantic hot-tub, playing metal on the radio! Yes, they have Sim-metal, it's actually more intelligible than the real thing. So he's like "Hello ladies! I heard you were new in town! My wife doesn't seem to be around, so I thought I'd welcome you to the neighborhood!" So they hop in the tub and have a grand old time. Travis-sim is a piiiiimp!