I've come to make an announcement: Leon of Postwick is a bitch-ass motherfucker, he postponed my fucking plan. That's right, he took his kanto-pandering' scaly fuckbuddy out and he postponed my fucking plan, and he said his Charizard‘s dynamax form was "this big," and I said "that's disgusting", so I'm making a callout post on my Chatot.com:-

Leon of Postwick, you've got a small pseudo-dragon, It's the size of this Sitrus berry except WAY smaller. And guess what? Here's what my Dynamaxed Pokemon looks like:

>[*FWOOOOOOOOOOOSHHH*]

that's right, baby. All geometrical edges, no eyes, non-sapient— look at that, it looks like two Electrodes and a Latios.

He fucked my plan, so guess what, I'm gonna fuck GALAR. That's right, this is what you get: MY DARKEST DAYS ETERNAMAX PISS!! Except I'm not gonna piss on Galar, I'm gonna go higher; I'm pissing ON THE HALL OF ORIGIN! How do you like that, Arceus? I PISSED ON THE HALL OF ORIGIN, YOU IDIOT!

You have twenty-three hours before the eternapiss drrrrroplllllllets hit the fucking earth, now get outta my fucking sight, before I piss on you too!