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The earliest memories of Simon, was that of him shitting himself in front of his mother, then trying to blame it on the sheep.

Other than that, his upbringing flew by, as smoothly as one can hope for.
At a young age he saw the love of his life being ushered forth by her own mother, to do her bidding as her minion.
Mini IV and Simon quickly became married and spent their formative years playing gooseball.
But their sweet adolescence flew by so fast.
Soon the pair had put their favorite past-time aside, to take on the growing responsibilities of adulthood. Simon became a butcher, a composter, a farmhand, a murderer, a cartman and eventually, a father.
Mini IV, although more reluctantly, donned the mantle of adulthood as a baker, a cook, a chef and a mother.
Once in a while they'd take time off, from the hustle and bustle of their daily lives, to play a round of gooseball.
Like this went the years of their adulthood by, as well.

They still had each other old age, and when their arthritises wasn't acting up to much, they'd even throw goose with eachother.
However, in their frail state, Mini IV succamb to malnutrition when her daughter (seen to the right in this picture) ate the last piece of pie, and Simon promptly died of a heart attack thereupon.

What a great town it was...
Thanks everyone who made this town.
Sorry for stabbing you bow and arrow lady.