God ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ damn it, what's with all the Gardevoir obsessed people? When I was in high school, I had a roomate. Dude was fat, smelly, and obsessed with Gardevoir. He had Gardevoir T-shirts, Gardevoir posters, a Gardevoir plushie, and I swear to God, he had a Gardevoir Japanese ♥♥♥♥ pillow. Every ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ conversation we had, he turned it into Gardervoir conversation. I wanted to punch him so bad, but I couldn't. I got anger issues, and just one ♥♥♥♥ up could get me out of school. But I swear to God, sometimes I thought it would be a just price for punching that fat ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ in the face. I kept finding Gardevoir pictures EVERYWHERE. Some of them were covered in ♥♥♥. Every night I heard him jerking off, and no matter how many times I asked - he did it anyway.

Once he said to me: "Hey Whiskey, we are having Pokémon night this Friday, are you cool with that?" I had an all night videogame LAN party that Friday, so I allowed that, but only if his buddies wouldn't touch any of my stuff. At all.

Long story short - LAN party got cancelled, and I had to go back to my room. My God, what I saw could not be described. Four fat nerds, watching the Pokémon anime, eating Cheetos, and covering everything with orange dust. One of those fatasses wore a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Gardevoir suit and another one was smoking. And they were sitting on my bed. That's right, those ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ were sitting on my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bed, covering it in Cheetos dust, cigarette ash and sweat. They haven't noticed me, because they were too busy watching anime. I was about to scream on top of my lungs and punch them, when Gardevoir appeared on the screen. All four pulled their ♥♥♥♥♥ out in one synchronised movement and started to masturbate. I wish I was making that up. Even today this comes back in my nightmares. I gave my roomate a head concussion, knocked a few teeth out of others, and shattered suit guy's kneecap.Got into serious trouble, but my lawyer pulled my ass out of the fire. I ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hate Gardevoir.