The Sims

"Joe, you gotta come over now!" Greg yelled into the phone as soon Joe, his best friend, picked it up.

"What? Why? It's the first day of break, man. I was going to sleep in until at least 2."

"Well, get the hell over here. Trust me you'll love what I'm about to show you." With that Greg hung up his phone and waited.

Twenty minutes later Joe raised his hand to knock on Greg's door, but Greg opened it before he had the chance. Greg grabbed his arm and pulled him up the stairs.

"Hey, where are your parents?"

"They went on vacation for two weeks, the house is mine. They said I'm old enough to stay here alone."

"So what's so great that you dragged me outta bed?"

"I'll show you." Greg pushed him into one of the chairs in front of his computer screen and then sat down himself. Greg shook the mouse to get rid of the screen saver.

Looking into the screen Joe demanded, "I've seen this before, Greg. What's so special about The Sims?"

"This is a different kind of Sims, Joe. I don't know how it happened but instead of the people being computerized they are people we know, people from our neighborhood. Man, oh man. I can control them, make them do whatever I want...and I do mean whatever. There's no censors, and I can understand them, none of that Sims language shit. I'll show you..."