Don't fight the Universe

Sometimes your day starts in such a way that you're left with no choice but to conclude that the Universe is conspiring against you. And the Universe tends to run wild in the world of The Sims... that's what it's there for, right? It really is the perfect place to let your imagination run wild... as well as your dark side.

But I digress... As I was saying, it's those little things that go wrong for no apparent reason and at the worst possible moment that clue you in on the fact that the Universe is pulling your leg... and your arm - in fact, it feels like the big joker is sucking you whole into a whirlwind of despair!

Those moments may take the form of a clogged toilet when you really, really, really have to go...

Or maybe your state-of-the-art bathtub turns into a makeshift fountain when you just know that the only thing that could possibly restore your sanity after a crazy day at work was a long and relaxing bubble bath...

Or maybe you wake up late because the alarm clock didn't go off (an ominous clue right there...) and you gobble down some leftovers for breakfast and then... well, you're already late for work but you decide to be nice to the rest of the people you live with and put your plate in the dishwasher and set it to rinse. Okay, that was your mistake right there. The Universe was already having fun watching you run around - but then you played the "nice guy card" and that triggered a whole lot of who-the-hell-do-you-think-you-are-to -be-interfering-with-my-plan?! So it upped the fun a notch and... "crash bang" went the dishwasher!

The Universe knows you, you know?... From the inside out, better than you could ever hope to know yourself. It knows that if you were being nice to the point of being late to work and you were still taking the time to put away your breakfast plate, how would you ever leave the house with the dishwasher on the blink and puddles of water all over the kitchen floor?... Never mind how much hot water that'll get you in with your boss when you get to work a few hours late... It knows you, you know?... And you'd better not fight it.

When breakfast goes horribly wrong

Meet the other twin. He's unlucky - among a few other things.

As a matter of fact, he woke up today feeling especially unlucky but still insisted on making pancakes for breakfast...

(for once, he'll be the one taking the first step in trying to patch things up with his sister after making so much fun of her last night - at least his heart is in the right place!)

Unlucky people should come with restraining orders to prevent them from ever approaching appliances like... I don't know... kitchen stoves? The trouble is that he's a little insane, too - so he doesn't know better and can't really be blamed for most of the trouble he gets himself (and others) into.

Even so, he's got two perfectly good eyes in his head and he sure can see trouble coming... just check out his uh-oh expression:

Just as he was about to flip them, the pancakes caught fire! And along with them so did the frying pan and the stove!!!

By now, his sister has developed a kind of sixth sense that alerts her to the kind of situations that always seem to occur  when he's innocently going about his business... In the blink of an eye (even before the smoke reached her bedroom), she bolts from her bed and gets to the kitchen in a flash - just in time to yell "Quick, grab the damned fire extinguisher before the whole kitchen burns down, you dimwit!!!"

It's a good thing that he was able to ignore her insult and get the extinguisher working... Under normal circumstances he'd only return a nastier insult and stand there - but the heat is making him uncomfortable and he feels compelled to put the fire out... and then he just gets really excited and keeps aiming the thing at everything in sight (at this point, his sister fears for her life and wonders if she wouldn't rather have died in the fire!)

Eventually he comes to his senses (and the fire extinguisher is now depleted...). His dismay is clear in his sagging shoulders: he is left with no more fire-extinguisher-fun... no kitchen stove... and no breakfast.

His sister is now worried that he'll just set something else on fire so he can have some more of that fun. Maybe it's time to get him out of the kitchen and take him out for pancakes...