Rykel Rior

Keep them as is. Life is nothing without a little bit of danger!

Another funny one...

Laughed harder than I should have...and for much longer than was appropriate.

Yay, Fast Edith!

You should be good now!

I think most people would call security if a stormed into the room during tea time... -------------------------------- Triston: Counselor... I... have to speak with you. :: She grinned slightly.:: Samford: In my room? Triston: Yes, in your room. I thought that if the doors were open, I could enter, sorry. ::Hail waved at him, showing it was no big deal.:: Samford: It’s not an issue, I can assure you. Triston: I can re-enter, if you think it's valid for some reason.

I figured instead of having a monthly thread, we could just keep a running thread of funny instances in our sims.

Welcome, Will! Good luck in training!

Welcome to the community! I think you will do well during training, and don't worry our training officers are some of the most patient and understanding people in the galaxy. Just hang in there and follow their lead and you will be fine. Good luck!

There were instructions in your Approval email on how to join the Yahoo! group.

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