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I remember those days fondly. We would sit by at the beach after a long night of talking and laughing, trading stories about our Pokemon journeys long into the night. We would recount our victories, our failures, our missed chances at catching shiny Pokemon. The sound of lonesome waves lapping the shore in a natural syncopation. And in the morning, we'd see a beautiful Pikachu sunrise.

Tricked out rides, douchebag parkers, and license plate lols are over at That Will Buff Out!