SL/House cleaning

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I sold some bottom land which long ago lost its beach and became the perfect viewing spot for, of all things, a gigantic banner of Iranian president Ahmadinejad's face.
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Milo said he knew I sold the land because lots of things got returned to his Inventory automatically (based on the new prim count), such as the couches in the house (D). He also said most of Yet's cars in the driveway disappeared (B), as well as the pot farm donated by Jenny (A). I solemnly asked if Woody (C) had made it. Woody survived the cut, I was told. I told Milo that it was very unfortunate that this all happened, but it was probably fortunate that (D) happened.

In other news: Prize Pyle informs me he must sell the roads, as well as the community pool (because of taxes). This is sad news, but I plan on asking Pyle if I can buy his pool and shift it to my estate once the land underneath it sells. This way, the neighbors aren't deprived of their pool.

SL/Walk becomes mini-Rampage

Everything was going OK with the neighborhood walk until Woody saw the barbecue grill.

SL/Woody Alert

Time to take Woody for a stroll.











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Electric Horseman eat your heart out :)










The players don't care; Woody could crap on the craps tables for all they care.
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Also, the blinking lights don't affect his mind (as far as I can tell).










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Later, he begins to think I am a boil on his skin so here he is standing under a heat lamp.
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I teleport back to the house but Woody doesn't make it!
Then I rush back to the casino and Woody's not there either!
"Anyone seen an elephant?" I ask the zombies, rhetorically.

I quickly think of my pot farm which is in need of constant manure and I realize that my WOODY IS NOW MISSING.

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Overheard

"From now on when you mention real life you must use parenthesis."