Politoed, you were my bro. I loved you, Politoed, ever since I saw your Sugimori art in the Gold version strategy guide, you were on my team, through thick and thin, everyone mocked us, called you low tier, but we were friends and that's all that mattered. Maybe I'd win more battles with a Suicune but he was a bitch ass nigga, not a real nigga like you were, Politoed.

Then came the dream world

Then came drizzle

At first I was overjoyed, my years of dedication to my beloved Politoed had come to fruition, now it truly had a strength without equal!

But then they came for you. The smogonfags. All of them started using, enslaved them for the sake of autistim. Our bond was no longer special, no longer were you and I best bros for life, no longer could we yell FUCK THE HATERS together. You became one of them, a flavor of the month, a staple of any orthodox pokemon team.

and now they're coming for Ampharos