Super Kapowzler chooses Pikachu!
Wild office girl readies Cupcake Bomb!
Pikachu takes 13 damage and is Poisoned!
Super Kapowzler uses Antidote, Pikachu’s Poison is cured!
Pikachu readies Thunderbolt!
Wild office girl takes 45 damage!
Wild office girl is in critical condition!
Super Kapowzler uses Pokeball!
Congratulations! Super Kapowzler has captured a Wild office girl!
Pikachu gains 10 exp 15 Pokecredits!
I didn’t think Hostess cupcakes tasted so good that they made a grown man cry.
I’m constantly amazed at how Super K has distilled trash/troll/street language into its purest essence, achieving the contemplative beauty of the finest haiku or taoist koan. Even Bodhidharma can’t roll with that shit.
Only those sweet cherry-pie-flavored ones.
Reminder: We 20-somethings run the Internet, and we 20-somethings grew up on Pokemon.
I was going to make a crack about, “Jesus, dude, would you change those things already?”, but yours is better. 
AHA! We finally have someone to blame for spam and advertising!
The girls in my office aren’t wild. 
Happy birthday, Super K! You’re still just a kid, and shit.
Super K is what I look forward to my own little homie bro growing up into. It’s like watching A Wonderful Life all street. Happy Birthday!
The Right Shit
I love that movie.
Happy Birthday Super K
Ah Kapowz, H to the hizzay B to the…
Yeah, I got nuthin’.
I understand that marijuana helps with aches and pains when you’re past your salad days…and shit.
Enjoy the walking va-jay-jays while you can…s’all I’m sayin’
That’s got a boy band song in my head, but I can’t place which one.