Alright, I've been thinking. When life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don't want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Cave Johnson lemons! Do you know who I am? I'm the man who's gonna burn your house down! With the lemons! I'm gonna get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!
Alright, I've been thinking. When life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don't want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Cave Johnson lemons! Do you know who I am? I'm the man who's gonna burn your house down! With the lemons! I'm gonna get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!
About me (To change the odds):I'm a level 100 Shiny Absol, that is very intelligent and knows every single move in the entire world, has extremely high attack, speed and defense and I have 30854hp, oh and I'm resistant to fire XP
I think I'd win
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Absol | Professional Artist
#359; The Disaster Pokemon
Swift as the wind, Absol races through fields and mountains.
Its curved, bow-like horn is acutely sensitive to the
1. Instant OHKO.
2. Tanks don't have eyes.
3. Tanks have armour
4. Endermen have dumb AI.
Muro.
Fire hides from the turret
and alfieq cant reach Fire.
Me Chinese, me play joke
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About me (To change the odds):I'm a level 100 Shiny Absol, that is very intelligent and knows every single move in the entire world, has extremely high attack, speed and defense and I have 30854hp, oh and I'm resistant to fire XP
I think I'd win
MCTimothy
And who are you, the proud lord said, that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat, that's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red, a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord, as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall, and not a soul to hear.