MOM WHY ARE YOU POSTING OLD PICTURES OF ME ON THE INTERNET GET OFF MY WEBSITE
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Alright, alright, so this isn’t actually me. Why not? Because if this was taken when I was this kid’s age, my entire bed would have been covered with Pokemon Cards. I had every card from the original, jungle and fossil sets, not to mention two, count ’em, TWO Charizards. To answer your next question, yes, the ladies did flock to me. I did not have that awesome robe however.
In all seriousness, it was Pokemon cards that allowed me to first make friends starting a new school in 7th grade. I saw one kid bring his binder to school, and after talking with him, I brought my own. Nerd cred was instantly earned among the Pokemon card collection group at my new school (also known as “the cool kids”), and I was in.
Godspeed kid, may your holofoils bring you love and fortune.
My school’s policy was to confiscate them all. Except for my brother’s teacher, who gave out confiscated stuff as prizes to good kids.
I’m pretty sure that’s a crime, and might have played a part in her dismissal. Either that or she was as shitty a teacher as she was a disciplinarian.
“Ladies, the line forms to the left.”
He’s a Pokenerd but he’s making the Vulcan symbol.