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Well, at least Parker's pleased.

Parker recently got a Nintendo DS--which I kept stealing to play Pokemon. Yes, at my age.

You have to realize that I was the go-to guy in 6th grade for all things Pokemon. I nearly got sucked back into my addiction back around 10th grade but then summer ended. This time...I don't know if I can/want to stop it......... XD

Anyway, the obvious solution was to get me a DS of my own. You can imagine how frustrated it was making Parker finding his DS constantly missing. Yup, I was that dickish about it.

So yesterday we traded in a PS2 and a buncha its games and some games for gamecube and also pawned an old Xbox and its games.

We walked up to the GameStop clerk and the following conversation ensued:
Me: We'd like to buy one of them pre-owned DS-lites for $80...
Clerk: Okay...not a problem.....do you want any specific color or will anything--?
Me: I want pink.
Clerk: .....seriously?

That's right, this is really happening. I have a pink DS-lite. And it looks like this:

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