Dear Sims 2,
I have known you but a short time and I already feel ours is a co-dependent relationship. You taunt me with your slow load times and hurt me with your gargantuan memory requirements. But I can't get free. I need you, you and your 3-dimensional goth-loving mpreg-friendly gay gay Sims. I can no more break these chains than I can figure out how to navigate using your stupid swirly scrolly zoom mouse controll thingy. Why must you abuse the one who loves you?