Oh my, bbbe99... was that so bad it was good? Or just completely random (I mean, floating shit? Awesome!)? Either way, it was pretty amusing to read. :p

If only some other members had your 'creativity'.

I'd like to change my name from "Mike B. Jonathan" to "Munir bin Julaihi", 'cause when I was registering here using that name, I only went here just being a lurker, but after joining this site for a few years, I know that being a "lurker" was a bad idea, so I think I should introduce myself by telling my real name.

Last edited by Mike B. Jonathan : 22nd Dec 2010 at 03:17 AM.

Please re-read the first post. You need a funny story.

This is my story and I'm sticking to it:

Part 1:

One night in late October, I was speeding along in my El Camino (named Puff Daddy, because of it's lack of muffler) down a main strip in Memphis, TN.

If you have ever been to Memphis, you will understand when I say that it's the city where dreams go to die. You don't walk around the streets at night, you don't carry valuables, you don't wear anything that could possibly be miscontrued as flashin' them gang colors. You probably live next to a meth lab. You BETTER remember to lock your car when you go inside Walmart to buy diapers. To make it in this city, you have to whip your hair back and forth, keep the party jumping in the disco inferno, and be a jerk with your pretty boy swag. In that order, OR ELSE.

Needless to say, the dear Memphis police force have quite a job keeping the stripe-clad crooks from robbing little old ladies and the Hamburgaler from hamburgaling. Because I am a very bad citizen, I going about six MPH over the speed limit, and was pulled over.

I'd never gotten pulled over before. Fidgeting in my seat and nearly wetting myself in fear/anticipation, I waited for the police officer to approach my car. This is a good time to mention that I was wearing a ski mask, a black sweater, black pants, and a pair of (now rather sweaty) black Doc Martens. I wasn't out robbing banks, no, I was on my way to a murder mystery costume party and I was cast as "the criminal." I even had a toy gun that looked like the real thing!

When the police officer approached my car and saw me sitting there in my inciminating outfit, he pulled out his taser and shouted at me "GET OUT OF THE CAR! GET OUT OF THE CAR AND ON THE GROUND!" Well....I got out of the car. And on the ground. At this point, I'm mewling and blubbering on the cold asphalt on the side of the very busy road with a taser pointed at me, dressed as a dangerous criminal and remembering suddenly that I really needed to pee.

Officer McOfficer cuffed me and read me my Miranda's, and with all his gentlemanly tact and discression, drove me downtown. Now I'm sitting in the waiting cell, snuffling and needing to pee, awaiting someone ANYONE to come back for me so I could explain that this had all been a horrible misunderstanding.

Part 2:

Eventually, Officer McOfficer returned and escorted me to a small room with a single light. He asked me if I had ever previously been convicted of a crime. Not recalling anything, I replied no. His face looked sinister under the yellow lamplight, and I was sure I was going to faint. Suddenly, he flipped over the table and waved a file in my face. "YOU, MAGGOT, WERE CONVICTED 12 YEARS AGO FOR DEFACING PUBLIC PROPERTY!" He spat when he spoke. He waved a 12x12 color glossy picture in my contorted and tear streamed face, apparently to prove his point.

The picture was of a pink unicorn I had spray painted on the side of an old abandonded railroad car when I was 13. A copper had spotted my handy work because, well, I had signed it. I was given a good talking to by Sergent Sergent and my mother had grounded me for two months.

Shortly after having the evidence thrust in my face with enough vivaciousness to make a pro-wrestler weep, I peed my pants and fainted. When I awoke, my friends from the fancy dress party were clustered around me in the hospital. When I didn't show up, they thought perhaps I had been eaten by a giant spider. After debating this theory for several hours over punch and snacks, they checked the police station. They then explained to the police force that I was, infact, not a criminal at all and should be released at once.

The police force had no idea what they were talking about. "What man brought in? We haven't hauled anyone in all night." Bemused, the police officers and my costumed friends searched up and down the station like a scene out of Scooby Doo. They found the door to the interrogations room locked, and a sick cackling coming from within.

With their brute strength, the police knocked down the door. I was unconcious, tied naked but for a sock covering my twigs-n-berries to a chair and Officer Officer was dancing around it screaming about Reagan-omics


An artist's rendition of the event.




Realizing who the two criminal was, the police tackled and detained "Officer Officer". I was sent to the hospital to recooperate my lost body fluids.

To this day, the words "pink graffiti" fill me with fear so great that I can't control my bladder. I think this is a good reason to allow my user name to be changed to Fancy Pants.

I see you there, unregistered guest! You and I are the only ones online in the forum. Why would you flag me as unhelpful and you disagree? It's an amusing-ish story, centered around the theme of name change. I even drew a picture! If you don't like it, you can just go and...recieve a lovely boquet of flowers to improve your day, because I wouldn't wish ill on you. But fo-realz, what more do you want? At least I READ the directions. It must be because you're a Reagan fan.

Last edited by PinkGraffiti : 26th Dec 2010 at 05:44 AM. Reason: to make threats

Hi.
I'm spanish so please sorry my bad english.

I register myself here long time ago and now I'm start creating some stuff so from now I'm going to post downloads and buildings here and I would like to use the username "aidagarmo" and post in the screenshots "Garmo Architecture", because:
- Aida is my real name.
- Garmo is my last name, it was "Garcia" before I decide to change it (real change, now in my National Identification, you'll read Aida Garmo).
So that's way I want to change my username. Also because I'm scrapbook designer and graphical designer and I use Aida Garmo, not Aida Garcia when I sing my work.

Aida, you better come up with a "funny, amusing or silly story" if you want your name changed.

Hello ,

I forgot my username, so it was reset to a given username, and i want to change it to a particular name " Johnnydamylla ", i think that nobody has a username like that, i thank you for the awesome site and keep up the great work guys.

Temp123abc, please read the post above yours!!

Here's another funny story, not for the name change, but just because:

Once upon a time, Derp McHerp went to the name change forum asked for a change but didn't tell a funny story. And then he died.

The end!!! ♥

Ladyengland sounds too big,
And I've lost a lot of weight.
Now my bum is small and pert,
This name I've come to hate.

I've eaten tons of fruit and veg
And low cal this and that.
Okay, so I've been miserable
But at least I'm now not fat!

I've jumped and jogged and skipped and hopped
And denied myself white bread.
Now I'm slim I'd like my name
To be changed before I'm dead!

I guess I'll put it all back on,
That really is a given,
(Yes I know you think that, too,
but you will be forgiven).

If you change my name for me
I'll have the best incentive
To keep my flaccid bum at bay,
It will be preventive.

If you don't I'll sink into
A deep, dark black depression.
Please help me stop my flab issues
From becoming an obession.

I'm not saying it's your fault
If I become obese,
But do you want to take that chance
When you could be at peace?

As big as England I used to be
But not any more I vow.
LadyAngel sounds much better
So I'd like that name now.

I would like to request a username change.
Here is my story: Once upon a time, there was a stupid, naive 11 year old girl. She had just gotten the Sims 2 and expansions for her birthday, including her favorite, University. One day, she figured out how to make her sim into a zombie, and called up all of her friends bragging about it, though no one really cared, she just wouldn't shut up. She was unaware, however, that one of her friends had a paranoid father who was listening to their phone call. The girl was speaking of the sim version of her real family, and when she said, "My brother just turned into a zombie, too, the man assumed she was speaking of her actual family. He also happened to be a social worker. She was then shipped off to a foster family across the country, when her family was gone to work and friends' houses, when the authorities assumed they were off feeding on brains.
At her new home, she gained a fat, ugly dog. Convinced that the Sims were the reason for her sorrow, she burnt the game in the barbecue pit and feed the ashes to her new pet. It ate the Sims-infected kibble with great gusto. A couple of hours later when walking the dog, the owners where shocked to find it's feces where in the shape of a plumbob. The wife absolutely loved it, for she waited until the dook dried out, and kept it in a display case in her home. It is still there to this very day.
Real reason: When I joined this community, I was a naive little girl obsessed with Soulja Boy and youtube videos of Crank Dat impersonators. Now that I am getting more involved in this community, I would like my name changed to acid_paradox for it is the name of my band and holds a lot of sentimental significance to me. I've changed a lot over the years, what can I say?
Edit: Thanks for changing it!

Last edited by acid_paradox : 12th Feb 2011 at 08:50 PM.

Delete your post and your account will be deleted eventually.

To add to Mootilda's post, I think you also need to be inactive for a while. So don't ever log back into your account since that counts as activity.

Bubblesbutterflies was a gentle, kind, and somewhat dimwitted young soul. She marveled at all of the pretty creations of her peers on all sorts of venues. Of course, being so young and dimwitted, she was unable to create any of this on her own. Netherless, she faithfully worshiped the stuff she found, from art to Sims to poetry to songs.

One day, Bubblesbutterflies was strolling through the woods of time. She suddenly spotted a creature. Blinded by innocence, she ran up to the beast screeching, "Puppppppyyyy!". She then proceeded to wrap the "puppy" into a very large bear hug. Of course, what she found was no puppy. It was a werewolf named Maturity. Maturity bit Bubblebutterflies as hard as it could- it was repulsed by the frightening innocence of the child. "One day, child, you shall be like me," the creature said before venturing off.

The venom from Maturity's bite began to set in. For one, the youth and innocence she possessed began to age into rebellion and individuality. Bubblesbutterflies began to evolve into an image of a werewolf- wild, natural, an outcast, mystical- she was no longer the innocent child of time ago. This new wolf shed her childhood like a snake shedding skin. "But...who am I now?" the creature asked herself. Looking into herself, she found that she had the marks of a poet- a curious mind, a familiar uniqueness, a tendency to rhyme at any given time...yes...."I shall be called WerewolfPoet" the wolf decided. And so it was. WerewolfPoet developed a pleasant reputation throughout the lands as she learned to to write, draw, and create the things she once marveled at.

However, the wolf was plagued by nightmares. In her dreams, she would hear the screech of her childhood name... "Bubblesbutterflies....Bubblesbutterflies..." This was most concerning, for the fear caused by this made WerewolfPoet snack on Cheetos a bit too often. She HATES Cheetos. All she wants is to rid herself of this curse-- no, not lycanthropy, but of her childhood self. She carries the memory of her innocence like a mime carrying a megaphone or a vegetarian driving a meat truck. This innocence causes WerewolfPoet to howl in frustration-- these howls keeping waking up the neighbors, who have threatened to call the cops more than once.

So she set out to legally change her name before the neighbors call the police and before her arteries become clogged with that God-awful cheese-worms they pass off as food. Shaking with anticipation, she submits an envelope entitled "Name-Change Request". Inside is a note with the details of her problems and a humble request:

"...so, please, if it's not too much to ask, may you kind souls finally remove the scars of my childhood and allow me to be formally known as WerewolfPoet ?"

...and, yes, that was my honest attempt for at least half-way humor.

Kso I may have a story for you... It is a true story!

Back in highschool, when I was making the transition from "tomboy" to "not so tomboy", I decided it would be a good idea to buy heels! I had never worn heels outside of a special occasion, and even at those events I preferred cute flats. So I went out and bought some brand new shoes with brand new little heels on them and wore them to school the next day. In class I almost did the splits, having slipped... It was during a 3D art class and my shoes were covered in dust (why I wore them to a class like that is still beyond me). Anyway I brushed that off and immediately vowed to myself that between that moment and on my way to the bathroom, I would learn how to steadily walk in my new heels. I did well for most of the day until it was time to leave. Now I usually walked downtown to catch a bus with about 6-7 friends, all of which were still astonished by my footwear. As we approached the stairs (halls still full of eavesdropping, judgmental students) my foot slipped right from under me (backwards though, not forwards)! Now if someone falling isn't funny enough for you, picture it like this: I have my backpack on and I'm leading my group of friends out but... WHOOPS! Down she goes! Knees first then hands and back up in the same instant! Sort of like something staged for a video. If only we got it on video... When I got back up I kind of just coughed and continued on the conversation. Pretty sure my face was more than red, though! There were a couple snickers heard in the hall, but out of respect none of my friends mentioned it.

BUT WAIT... There's more.

This very same day, I got on the bus with my usual group and we all went to the back of the bus. It was a little bit crowded due to it loading downtown. I wanted to bus surf (for those of you unaware, that is when you stand facing the side of the bus, not holding anything, and try to keep your balance while the bus continued on its normal route), however there were too many people and I didn't want to cause a disturbance. My friends convinced me that I was an experienced enough bus surfer and that I wouldn't slip or fall (and yes, still wearing those heels!). As you may have guessed, as soon as a small space cleared, I got up and took position to bus surf. I was doing really well, as usual, when suddenly I heard a honk and the bus slammed on the breaks! Normally I would have been able to grab a hold of a bar or handle at this point, but since the bus was crowded I went for a bit of a stumble in the direction of the front of the bus! But so did other passengers! So on my way, I was knocked to the side a bit... I had a safe and soft landing and remained there for a couple seconds while the bus stopped moving. To my dismay, when I turned around I realized I was sitting in an older man's lap! He smirked at me and helped me up while the lady beside him (who I can only assume was his wife) gave me the stink eye.

So much for heels!

I would like my user name changed from Zaioj to Jencake, as during these events I was known on the internet as Zaio and ZaioJ. Oh, yes, also because I am now using Jencake and I plan on contributing to the world of TS3 CC under that name in the near future.

Please read the first post in this thread, to understand the requirements you must meet before you can have a name change.

^Somehow I don't think they've read the first post:



Somehow I don't think posting that you would like a name request and then deleting said post and re-registering yourself with your preferred name is within the rules, or that bright either for that matter.

Where my last two posts not funny then?
I'll give the mods time, yeah?


Thanks I got it changed!

Last edited by TrivialSim : 14th Feb 2011 at 10:55 PM. Reason: lol, can you guess!?

I quote HystericalParoxysm "This thread will be checked periodically by administrators for requested changes - we will usually do any changes in batches, so please don't expect it to be immediate or even very soon."

Hi, my original account name is registered as chamomileforest, but to keep it in line with my new site Amoebytes, I wish to change my MTS username to Amoebyte to avoid any confusion within the community.

If this is possible, thank you in advance.

I also deleted my thread under "Sims 3 Creativity: Free Content Updates" as I wished to repost under the amended username for the same reason. My apologies to the admins for any trouble.

chamomileforest, please read the first post- there is a comedy requirement for username changes.

I'm so bad at comedy. BUT! I can do this!

*hits Submit on her flagrant self-advertising thread for her website, clicks it a couple of times to admire her work, and then realizes there is absolutely no correlation between an imaginary forest full of chamomile, and the simplest form of life residing inside a computer, and proceeds to delete said thread after multiple facepalming, thereby creating an indelible mark on the face of MTS forums*

Hi there, mods

i am going to request a permanent name change, so without further ado, here's my funny story:

Smart Student

The college professor had just finished explaining an important research project to his class. He emphasized that this paper was an absolute requirement for passing his class, and that there would be only two acceptable excuses for being late.

Those were a medically certifiable illness or a death in the student's immediate family.

A 'smart' student in the back of the classroom waved his hand and spoke up. "But what about extreme sexual exhaustion, professor?"

As you would expect, the class exploded in laughter. When the students had finally settled down, the professor froze the young man with a glaring look.

"Well," he responded, "I guess you'll just have to learn to write with your other hand."

* * * * * *

Could i please have my MTS2 username changed from x-x-Sadi-x-x to Areyan ?

i'd like to make it consistent with other changes i am making to my user account here.

Thank you.

I was wondering if you could change my name to The Creeper. It's because I need my personal space, y'know...

EDIT: Thankies.

Last edited by The Creeper : 12th Feb 2011 at 05:33 PM.