Where is that stuff to go without your "go to the bathroom" sense? Oh well. One calm evening, your intestines are completely full of the stuff, and you asplode.
You evolve! But then Ream Tocket (in an attempt to avoid using copyrighted stuff) capture you. You now have a roomie in your pokeball - A FAT, SMELLY, UGLY HOBO!
You are now dead. Well... Kind of. You are now stuck between the mortal and the Divine Realms. So you start to dance. Doesn't seem bad, does it. Well...
It happens it was just a reality show and now you have to sit on a couch with Maury Procich for an hour. Have fun!
You become blastoise... but pokemon aren't real so you vanish from existence... this is my attempt to switch the topic to something more intelligent... but since I can't do that you also get your water tubes clogged
I wish that I had everything I wanted and that this wish had no negative reprecussions!!
I'm on a page about incorrect corrections, and spent the better part of like two hours trying to get someone to understand that -5^2 = -25, not 25, and then that post had comments get reposted because that group is self sustaining, and that person was in turn trying to explain what I just explained to them. And I'm taking that as a victory
I will be AFK for a couple of days you guys hold down the fort while I am gone. I will be checking in on my phone but that will severly limit me. Be back saturday!
I just got to watch the video because even though I was there I was trying to work out tech problems with the chat since I was the social media guy so I was distracted but check it out guys the video is super fucking great!