You thought you married a spry young Bulbasaur, but one day find yourself waking up next to two-ton hog of a Venusaur. It wouldn't be so bad if he had only Overgrown into a Thick Fat-ass, but now it seems like every conversation turns into a heavy handed argument. One minute you'll be enjoying Sloppy Joe night, and next minute he's slinging poisonous insults over the "flavorless garbage" you've been feeding him. How were you supposed to know that the Sloppy Joe seasoning you bought didn't have chili powder in it? Most Sloppy Joe mix does! It's like a standard ingredient in seasoning and-- He's having none of it. He's thrown over the table and stormed out of the room. You're getting scared of him. Maybe you should sleep at your sister's again tonight. She warned you not to marry a grass-type.
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