This is (was) a true (pretty much) story.

He spent most of that day at the carnival hungry and thirsty; he had spent all his money trying to win a Pikachu, knowing it was her favorite.

She, in the meantime, had hooked up with a football player, who neither knew nor cared who her favorite Pokemon was; nor, indeed, exactly what her name was.

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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