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_{[It's been a while since JW has appeared on the network. Today he is sitting at a breakfast table in the lobby of the Violet Hotel. He's not eating anything but there is a glass of orange juice at his elbow. Psyduck's paws can be seen poking into the corner of the frame.]}

Hey, ya'll. Question.

_{[He glances to the side, clearly looking at something with disdain.]}

Which Pokemon do you hate the most?

_{[Feed ends.]}

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Vore, from the Latin vorare (to "swallow" or "devour"). A paraphilia (that's "fetish lite") based on the consumption of or by the fetishist.

_{[JW's next reply doesn't come right away because he has a little trouble understanding Dirk's phrasing. It's weird but he finally gets it. This guy must be some weird professor or some shit.]}

oh so theyre like paranas. yeah fuck that

Kinda. But instead of four hundred little fish taking four hundred bites out of you, which would objectively suck but at least has the decency to kill you and save you some fucking indignity, they assemble into one supermassive gestalt megafish like some kind of fucked up sardine mecha and do you in that way.

Ever looked at a fish up close? Not just at a casual distance, I mean really close. Eye to literal fucking eye. Ever rubbed one on your face? How about a live one? How about hundreds of live fish compacted around you, just one big roiling mass, like a pelagic hell katamari, during which time you are also actively drowning?

Then when you finally catch it to save your own freaking life, you check the Pokeball and it contains exactly one eight-inch fish.

And yes, I still have it. Just in case you're in the market for a real bad joke.