That one “Typhlosion kid”
You know what I am talking about. We all had one at our school. That kid who always smelled of sulphuric and cheese, bruises so bad you’d swear his parents used him for target practice. That, or they used him as an ashtray. Always OBSESSED with Typhlosion.
The one in our school- oh boy he was weird. Telling everyone how he and Typhlosion were gonna build a new empire together. Him and that crusty GBC cartridge. Always creeping on the girls. Honestly hand thought of him in years, until I turned the news on the other day. Got done for trafficking, endangerment and sexual assault all tied up to some rich New York banker type! Typedos, huh? Can’t trust ‘em.
The one in our school- oh boy he was weird. Telling everyone how he and Typhlosion were gonna build a new empire together. Him and that crusty GBC cartridge. Always creeping on the girls. Honestly hand thought of him in years, until I turned the news on the other day. Got done for trafficking, endangerment and sexual assault all tied up to some rich New York banker type! Typedos, huh? Can’t trust ‘em.