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Nothing that is still damaging today, but . . .
>be a kid (I don't, probably 9 or 10)
>be raving pokemon fan.
>pokemon movies, pokemon cars, pokemon games, all pokemon errything
>be outside drawing random shit on the sidewalk with sidewalk chalk
>get bored and head inside
>accidently bump into my dad's old dusty truck
>write "Pokemon" in the dust
>glad with my work and head inside
>come out later and see it's gone
>actually fucking scrape POKEMON into the side of it
>mom literally had to shield me from my dad
I don't know what I was thinking. I'm just glad it happened so long ago that my dad doesn't hold it against me. Twelve years later and I still kind of feel bad for it.
