>>12701171>>12702966Ahem...
Never before had he been more sure of anything. Today, more than any other day, was a perfect day for hugging. Imakuni had been lonely since TCG Champion Mark treated him as a personal slave and hapless sexual escort. Not to mention his latex suit was in desperate need of a wash. Nobody loved him! All his problems would be solved if he could get some hugglez.
So Imakuni flipped on the boobtube, grabbed a liter of soda, two pounds of finely ground poffins, and watched late night television in hopes of finding other desperate people. Wasn't long before he was tripping pokeballs. around 4am he realized that he had a copy of windwaker. "AW yes!!" he yelled like a little schoolgirl. But before long he was being gouged for every last rupee as he searched for the triforce of courage by none other than tingle. Tingle danced and threw confetti at Imakuni, robbing him blind. imakuni knew what he needed to do. Smiling ear to ear, he tackled the fat-ass television and gave tingle the biggest fucking hug ever.
The end.
