This game was incredible. I couldn't put it down. I mean, holy shit - monsters that go into balls far too small for them? What's not to like? I remember naming them really stupid shit. My Charizard was RubyKing, my MewTwo was PsiLord, and my Pikachu was ElectricityBalls. There's an eight character limit on the pokemon name, so that last one was complete bullshit.
<---- I mean, could you imagine this slimy red freak raising eight children with nothing but welfare and global warming? No. Not at all. Pure paganism. That's all I have to say.
Now this guy... This guy could raise twelve children with nothing but his bare hands and some cocaine: