the pokémon franchise turned an entire generation of young boys into cock craving little faggots who still play a children’s game well into their twenties and thirties. get a grip.

“look, honey! timmy captured a pocket monster!”

is that what your mommy said to you when you were a little boy? did you feel a sense of accomplishment? did you enjoy running around faggot town, catching little faggot monsters? go fuck yourself, faggot. a real boy played NSMB to completion on his filthy nintendo DS. they’re the very same boys who bullied you back in grade school, and are the men today that you get your little sissy dicks dripping wet for. while you’re busy hunching over your desk with your toes curled, masturbating to gay little foxes, we’re succeeding in every conceivable way. we’re the capable men your unsatisfied women drool over. admit it, pokéfag. you’ll never be us, even if you tried. go on and seethe. it won’t make a difference in the long run. sucks to suck, pokéfag!