I couldn’t believe that someone literally took the initial concept of Pokemon seriously and took it to another level. You can’t blame that person, it might be fun.
Just like any juvenile craze, it died down after a year and was replaced by mini-4wds.
At least that’s what I thought.
Come college, I met someone who was also hooked. Although he doesn’t look interested, he asked me to download the latest games on an NDS emulator and he sometimes searches for the action figure of his favorite pokemon. I know he wouldn’t comment on this, it would be very obvious.
I also did the same though. Boys will always be boys.
In defense, there was a thin line of limitation through it all. We never talked about it openly. We never even aimed to collect all of them, just those that looked the coolest or meanest. But 12,113 Poke-things is just over our heads. It’s total addiction. It’s “gotta catch ‘em all” on a higher level.
If anything, I wouldn’t go there at all! I’ll just leave Lisa Courtney be. It’s her passion. In the same way, leave me be, I’m just playing here.
Wanna trade your Munchlax for my Riolu?
better than taking drugs
ReplyDeletetrue true... that's why I'm playing... wahahahahaha.... but I don't want any world record...
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