So since I've received by Pokedex I've been working diligently to fill it up with the Pokemon local to me. It's resulted in many sleepless nights, frozen fingers, and throw-downs with the local law enforcement over what is, and what is not trespassing when it comes to jumping into a dumpster to track down Trubbish, or better yet a Garbodor.
But my painstaking work recently paid off when I discovered the official "Trash Bag Pokemon" just outside my room. She was slow to escape the Pokedex's virtual fingers and thus I have my second Pokemon updated into the Dex (after Houndoom). With a terribly offensive vilification as to the sanitation conditions of my abode, my Pokedex buddy recited the updated contents as such: "Inhaling the gas they belch will make you sleep for a week. They prefer unsanitary places." Reminds me of my ex-wife. HEYOOOO!
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