Ash bad Tim
Ash was waking to the champinshio becuse he a god awful trainer(AN I hates he because he always forgets the stuff he learns when he travells) gust hen a teamers wit long belch hair with pink stripes , a bautiful faces, with black eyeliner, pal skin riped jean, fishnet top, ripped leather jacket with ripped tank up. How the fucking fuck was this betch" ash SED. "I are Whiskey Moonshine Vodka Apple Jackson, but you can't call me anything." Berber whom shin yelp Jackson said .suduckdivly. I'm a pokermern sitter, top Pokémon ranger, photo grappler, an related too nurse joy and off issuer jenny, OH! A very great Pokémon Card game player. Ash smashed his head against the flagpole that was opverissily there wily staring at my H- cup tits .He had a Pikachu with him that was there numbing on me leather boot while looking Hawaii as fuck! I then desired to cut myself whilst listening to my favorite, totally not sell-out "Green Day and Linking' Park" for no reason.