Alright, so let's get this show on the road.
Oh, wait. That's a metal gear solid screenie.
This looks a bit more like it; I'm on a motherfudgeing pokemon, bitches.
Look, it's these two again.
I remember you, baby. Ain't nobody done that before.
I know there's people who have gone to counselling to try to forget. They didn't.
I declined, and kicked her donkey at pokemon again before continuing on my merry way.
Oh look, it's STEVEN.
Not really.
What a strange meeting. My life is filled with interesting times.
WHAT
No way, man, I'm calling bullchocolate.
Fuck.
On the other side of the grass, I find...
Oh, don't...
No, you didn't...
He did. Oh dear.
In more successful news...
GRASS/NORMAL TYPE STATUS:
[ ] Not Told
[ ] Told
[x] Knights of the Told republic
Oh, look. A rare breed of pirate, the Sentry Pirate.
Uh-oh, my legs are playing up because of the rain.
I couldn't help it!
DID SOMEBODY ASK FOR A MALE STRIPPER AT THIS PARTY
THEY DID NOW
I put my clothes back on after this bitch started laughing at me. It's only this small because it's cold.
I'll meddle until my meddler is all meddled out.
I'd certainly like to believe the latter.
Uh, no.
I do try.
Your boyos are blocking the goddamn bridge, that's what. Also, I felt I was overdue for some public exposure.
Suddenly, another pirate ran in and pushed me aside.
MT PYRE, huh? Would you say it's height is OVER NINE THOUSAAAAAND?
NINE THOUSAND?
The pirates departed with haste, leaving a haze of grog behind. By default, this makes me the winner.
What do you call a shapeshifting, thing which is largely useless to the team in general?
Yes, because that is so useful.
Gee, thanks.
The sentries are gone, but I have a bad feeling about this bridge.
Huh. Nothing. I guess-
... she's right behind me, isn't she?
Put your 3-D glasses on, bitch - it's coming at ya.
...
Pfft. It's you who needs to work on your pokemon.
sexualpresentsexualpresentsexualpresentsexualpresentsexualpresent
In before complaints about not a sexual present, etc.
Phew, what an awkward encounter. In and out like a hurrcane that is terrible at pokemon battles.
How did you know?
And with that, he trotted back off the way he came.
Time to give fudges and kick donkey - and I'm all out of fudges.
A SHORT WALK SEPERATES ME FROM SWEET, SWEET donkey-KICKING
What
is
this
bullchocolate
Fine. I know where I'm not-
Welp, it looks like work is over for me, so this is where it ends. I'll carry on later today.