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>be me
>walk into game stop
>dressed in jeans and plain white tee
>both barely contain my girth
>place is pretty much packed for GTA V
>stroll right up to the front of the line
>cut everybody
>qt 6/10 transgendered MtF pansexual is working the counter
>everyone is silently staring at me in disbelief
>don't know what to do so try and make small talk
>"WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE NEW POKEMON GAMES!?"
>Its face turns bright red, clearly she's flattered I'm speaking to her
>"WHAT ABOUT THE MEGAS, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THEM?I LOVE THEM!"
>It stutters a bit and then responds
>"Yeah, th-thank g-god f-for m-me-megas."
>At the mention of "god" my autism goes into overdrive
>"I THINK YOU MEAN 'THANK ARCEUS' "
>It tries to do damage control but it's too late
>I've begun my transformation into an Autist Saiyan
>The sneakers I'd worn burst into flames
>Crocs instant transmission onto my feet
>In place of my jeans are some top notch cargo shorts
>Trench coat erupts from my spine and barely covers my exposed chest
>My long perfectly greasy hair has become spaghetti noodles
>Whip out my fedora from under my breast
>demand that it go get me a copy of X and Y
>"b-but s-sir"
>"GIMME POCMAN NOOOOOOWW"
>It wanders into the back room and gets me my game
>tip fedora, turn 360 degrees and moonwalk into a rack of games
>trip, spaghetti begins to ooze from my orifices
>everyone in the store begins laughing uncontrollably
>I'm so embarrassed I loose bowel control
>completely ruin my best cargo shorts
>someone in the crowd calls me a retard
>"m-me t-too"
>waddle out of the store leaving a trail of shit and spaghetti behind me
>get into car
>mom asks why I didn't ware my diapers
>don't respond
>when we get home I sprint into the basement and open the games
>realize I forgot to get a 3DS
>don't want to go back, it would be too embarrassing
>mfw went through all that hard work and can't even play the games
>walk into game stop
>dressed in jeans and plain white tee
>both barely contain my girth
>place is pretty much packed for GTA V
>stroll right up to the front of the line
>cut everybody
>qt 6/10 transgendered MtF pansexual is working the counter
>everyone is silently staring at me in disbelief
>don't know what to do so try and make small talk
>"WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE NEW POKEMON GAMES!?"
>Its face turns bright red, clearly she's flattered I'm speaking to her
>"WHAT ABOUT THE MEGAS, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THEM?I LOVE THEM!"
>It stutters a bit and then responds
>"Yeah, th-thank g-god f-for m-me-megas."
>At the mention of "god" my autism goes into overdrive
>"I THINK YOU MEAN 'THANK ARCEUS' "
>It tries to do damage control but it's too late
>I've begun my transformation into an Autist Saiyan
>The sneakers I'd worn burst into flames
>Crocs instant transmission onto my feet
>In place of my jeans are some top notch cargo shorts
>Trench coat erupts from my spine and barely covers my exposed chest
>My long perfectly greasy hair has become spaghetti noodles
>Whip out my fedora from under my breast
>demand that it go get me a copy of X and Y
>"b-but s-sir"
>"GIMME POCMAN NOOOOOOWW"
>It wanders into the back room and gets me my game
>tip fedora, turn 360 degrees and moonwalk into a rack of games
>trip, spaghetti begins to ooze from my orifices
>everyone in the store begins laughing uncontrollably
>I'm so embarrassed I loose bowel control
>completely ruin my best cargo shorts
>someone in the crowd calls me a retard
>"m-me t-too"
>waddle out of the store leaving a trail of shit and spaghetti behind me
>get into car
>mom asks why I didn't ware my diapers
>don't respond
>when we get home I sprint into the basement and open the games
>realize I forgot to get a 3DS
>don't want to go back, it would be too embarrassing
>mfw went through all that hard work and can't even play the games
