What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Pokemon Trainer's School, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Team Rocket, and I have over 300 confirmed battles. I am trained in Pokemon dueling and I’m the top trainer in the entire Kanto armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another trainer. My Raichu will wipe you the fuck out with strength the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Wireless Union Room? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across Kanto and your ID Number is being traced right now so you better prepare for the Thunder, maggot. The Thunder that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in 649 different ways, and that’s just with my Pokemon. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire Pokemon arsenal of the Kanto Army and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the region, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. Don't mess with Lieutenant Fucking Surge. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.
