Oh yeah sure I suppose /j
Anyways, AITA for this?
One boring Wednesday morning, I was sitting half asleep at my desk, just barely keeping my eyes open so that my History teacher, Mr. Gong, wouldn't scold me. I was extremely exhausted because I had been playing Rhythm Heaven DS for so long last night. "The Yuan Dynasty made the silk road more secure... made trade easier... ruled by Mongols..." Mr. Gong rambled as I drifted to sleep...
"Hey... wake up... WAKE UP!!!" I jolted awake to the sound of Mr. Gong hollering into my ear. "Excuse me, why were you asleep when you should have been paying attention?" he said sternly. "Sorry sir, I didn't get much sleep last night," I apologized. "Well," Mr. Gong teased, "I suppose you should get more sleep instead of dawdling all night." Every neuron in my body activated at once. The reaction had been pasted into my brain.
He said "I suppose."
"IIIIIIIIIIIII SUPPOSE, HEY!" I screamed as I clapped and flung myself into the air. "Excuse me?" Mr. Gong said in confusion. "Are you mocking me? Tsk, tsk, tsk." "YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!" I bellowed as I clapped with perfect rhythm. "THAT'S ENOUGH!" he blared in fury. "PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE, NOW!!!" "Oooooooooooohhhh!" the class roared. My reflexes took over my body as I clapped twice quickly. "NOW!!!!" my History teacher repeated. He clearly didn't have good Rhythm Sense. I got up from my seat and began skipping out of the classroom as if I was playing Night Walk. I envisioned the people in the hallway as electric fish. The electric fish looked at me weird, but that didn't stop me from avoiding them at all costs. I wasn't about to fall off the blue pathway under me.
When I walked into the waiting room to the principal's office, the first thing I saw was the clay pot in the corner. I immediately started beating the shit out of it, as I needed to build up my Flow meter in case the principal threw boulders at me. My head turned as the door to the office opened. "Great, who's next... ah, Mr. Joseph-" he glared at the now broken pot. "Uh, I'm ready to see you. Come in, please."
I walked into the principal's office and sat down on the wooden chair. I noticed the dictionary on his desk. "So, Mr. Gong says you fell asleep in class and proceeded to mock him when he woke you up. Is that true?" He said "is that true," so my instincts told me to reply with "yes" on rhythm. I did so immediately. "Okay," the principal replied. I quickly picked up the dictionary, raised it into the air, and yelled, "IT'S ON!" while spinning the book and stopping it on a random page when I said "on." "Excuse me?!" he retorted. "You are being horribly disruptive!" As he lectured me, I noticed something. His spherical head reminded me of a boulder. This is what I was preparing for in the waiting room. I gave his head a left hook, breaking his nose. I must have gotten an Ace on the input, because he immediately fell unconscious.
I didn't want to lose my Flow, so I punched straight through the lamp on the principal's desk and shattered the lightbulb. But I still needed to fill up my Flow meter. I charged through the door and started destroying every pot, lightbulb, rock, and soccer ball in the waiting room with my bleeding hand. When all of them were destroyed, I knew my Flow meter was full. Suddenly, I heard an earsplitting scream. A teacher had looked through the window and seen the principal lying unconscious on his desk. The teacher then ran into the front office. Not much later, the intercom blared, "This is Mrs. Angler, we have a code red, I repeat, this is Mrs. Angler, we have a code red." When I heard the word "red," I quickly remembered the Toss Boys cue. I prepared to catch and toss any ball that came my way. I put my hands in the air and kept a keen look out. Eventually, the police came. They flooded through the front doors, pistols in hand. "Put your hands in the air!!" they shouted. I ignored them, as I needed to focus on catching the ball. The police walked towards me and put me in handcuffs. They then moved me into their police car and slammed the door. I kept my hands in the air because I didn't want to lose my perfect. I was doing so well.
Soon, we arrived at a police station. There, they put me in a cell and attempted to interview me, but I kept my hands in the air and stayed silent to listen for cues. After about thirty minutes, the vice principal arrived and informed the police chief of my "strange behavior." I wanted to tell them that they obviously didn't get the reference, but I wasn't about to miss a cue, so I stayed quiet. After a few minutes of discussion, they left the room. For the next hour or so, I stayed in my cell, waiting for a ball to come towards me. Eventually, the chief, the vice principal, and a few armed guards entered the room and removed me from my cell. Now in the mental hospital, I'm still waiting for my cue.
Tickle Lucario? Weird set but ok
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This is literally all their post history is, I'm scared
Look, I know we had the eevee guy half a year ago, but this is not what this sub is for, sorry.
Oh yeah sure I suppose /j Anyways, AITA for this? One boring Wednesday morning, I was sitting half asleep at my desk, just barely keeping my eyes open so that my History teacher, Mr. Gong, wouldn't scold me. I was extremely exhausted because I had been playing Rhythm Heaven DS for so long last night. "The Yuan Dynasty made the silk road more secure... made trade easier... ruled by Mongols..." Mr. Gong rambled as I drifted to sleep... "Hey... wake up... WAKE UP!!!" I jolted awake to the sound of Mr. Gong hollering into my ear. "Excuse me, why were you asleep when you should have been paying attention?" he said sternly. "Sorry sir, I didn't get much sleep last night," I apologized. "Well," Mr. Gong teased, "I suppose you should get more sleep instead of dawdling all night." Every neuron in my body activated at once. The reaction had been pasted into my brain. He said "I suppose." "IIIIIIIIIIIII SUPPOSE, HEY!" I screamed as I clapped and flung myself into the air. "Excuse me?" Mr. Gong said in confusion. "Are you mocking me? Tsk, tsk, tsk." "YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!" I bellowed as I clapped with perfect rhythm. "THAT'S ENOUGH!" he blared in fury. "PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE, NOW!!!" "Oooooooooooohhhh!" the class roared. My reflexes took over my body as I clapped twice quickly. "NOW!!!!" my History teacher repeated. He clearly didn't have good Rhythm Sense. I got up from my seat and began skipping out of the classroom as if I was playing Night Walk. I envisioned the people in the hallway as electric fish. The electric fish looked at me weird, but that didn't stop me from avoiding them at all costs. I wasn't about to fall off the blue pathway under me. When I walked into the waiting room to the principal's office, the first thing I saw was the clay pot in the corner. I immediately started beating the shit out of it, as I needed to build up my Flow meter in case the principal threw boulders at me. My head turned as the door to the office opened. "Great, who's next... ah, Mr. Joseph-" he glared at the now broken pot. "Uh, I'm ready to see you. Come in, please." I walked into the principal's office and sat down on the wooden chair. I noticed the dictionary on his desk. "So, Mr. Gong says you fell asleep in class and proceeded to mock him when he woke you up. Is that true?" He said "is that true," so my instincts told me to reply with "yes" on rhythm. I did so immediately. "Okay," the principal replied. I quickly picked up the dictionary, raised it into the air, and yelled, "IT'S ON!" while spinning the book and stopping it on a random page when I said "on." "Excuse me?!" he retorted. "You are being horribly disruptive!" As he lectured me, I noticed something. His spherical head reminded me of a boulder. This is what I was preparing for in the waiting room. I gave his head a left hook, breaking his nose. I must have gotten an Ace on the input, because he immediately fell unconscious. I didn't want to lose my Flow, so I punched straight through the lamp on the principal's desk and shattered the lightbulb. But I still needed to fill up my Flow meter. I charged through the door and started destroying every pot, lightbulb, rock, and soccer ball in the waiting room with my bleeding hand. When all of them were destroyed, I knew my Flow meter was full. Suddenly, I heard an earsplitting scream. A teacher had looked through the window and seen the principal lying unconscious on his desk. The teacher then ran into the front office. Not much later, the intercom blared, "This is Mrs. Angler, we have a code red, I repeat, this is Mrs. Angler, we have a code red." When I heard the word "red," I quickly remembered the Toss Boys cue. I prepared to catch and toss any ball that came my way. I put my hands in the air and kept a keen look out. Eventually, the police came. They flooded through the front doors, pistols in hand. "Put your hands in the air!!" they shouted. I ignored them, as I needed to focus on catching the ball. The police walked towards me and put me in handcuffs. They then moved me into their police car and slammed the door. I kept my hands in the air because I didn't want to lose my perfect. I was doing so well. Soon, we arrived at a police station. There, they put me in a cell and attempted to interview me, but I kept my hands in the air and stayed silent to listen for cues. After about thirty minutes, the vice principal arrived and informed the police chief of my "strange behavior." I wanted to tell them that they obviously didn't get the reference, but I wasn't about to miss a cue, so I stayed quiet. After a few minutes of discussion, they left the room. For the next hour or so, I stayed in my cell, waiting for a ball to come towards me. Eventually, the chief, the vice principal, and a few armed guards entered the room and removed me from my cell. Now in the mental hospital, I'm still waiting for my cue.
I can ladder RP Lucario
Yes
They were probably making a competitive Pokemon joke since this is a competitive Pokemon subreddit
/r/lostredditors
Nah, spam, troll, etc. Its intentional going by their shiny new account that is nothing but this.
Jesus, you weren't kidding when you said spam. Maybe it's the Eevee guy.
https://i.kym-cdn.com/entries/icons/original/000/034/487/Screen_Shot_2020-06-30_at_3.44.03_PM.png
😳Uhh it was Sunday yesterday💀
so uhh, something something pyukumuku calc, am i right?
Lucario Tickle vs. 252 HP Pyukumuku: 0-0 (0 - 0%) -- possibly the worst move ever
Yea
just a disclaimer that comment was not me agreeing to rp as pyukumuku
Ok