Quoted By:
>About the time Gen 2 cards were first coming out
>I'm maybe in 2nd grade
>Have a neighbor friend who always hangs out after school
>We play Pokémon literally ALL the time
>Show him the very first pack of Gen 2 cards either of us have ever seen
>I'd been waiting for him to open it
>Tear that shit open
>The rare is a motherfucking Sneasel
>Neither of us had ever seen a Dark type card before
>Lose our shit
>Put him on the windowsill in one of those big ass Pokéballs that the golden Burger King cards came in (pic related)
>Spend all afternoon talking about Sneasel and how cool he is
>His mom calls him home for dinner
>See him out
>Go back downstairs
>The Pokéball is closed
>Almost die on the spot
>Open it, no crumpled Sneasel as I feared
>The treachery dawns on me
>Sprint outside and run that motherfucker down in the street
>Demand my Sneasel back
>"idk what ur talkin bout anon"
>Tell him to empty his pockets. He won't.
>NOT taking this shit
>Push him down
>Pin his hands down, kneel on his chest
>Immediately cries and gives up my Sneasel
Fucking traitor. He had never done shady shit before. Like six months later he almost got away with my Zapdos figurine, and I called him out again. Felt so betrayed.
