- Dedenne - Victini - Boldore
All I wanted to do is continue the progression of time the way it has been going for all of fucking history. But suddenly the pandemic's MY fault?
When I give blood, does the needle the doctors use make a hole in my arm that a ghost could get into?
Imagine: Taco Bell Cantinas, free of the pressure to appeal to a burgeoning youth market, would once more become—simply—Taco Bells.