YOU KNOW YOU'RE OBSESSED WITH POKÉMON IF:

If you BEG your parents to let you go to Japan for your summer holidays.

If they refuse, you go anyway, using money saved up especially for that purpose.

While in Japan you buy all the Pokémon merchandise you can get your hands on, all the Gameboy games and all the books- even though they're in Japanese!

You watch all the movies in Japanese.

You learn Japanese just for it.

You get Pokémon Stadium 1, 2 and 3 and Pokémon Snap- even though you don't have a Nintendo!

You buy a Nintendo, Gameboy and Link Cable just to play Pokémon.

You visit EVERY Pokémon event- even if it's at the other side of the world!

You claim that you could visit a Pokémon event even if it's at the bottom of the sea!

You practice deep-sea diving- just in case...

You paint your mouse yellow with red cheeks, fix its tail in a lightning-bolt shape and proudly show off your 'Pikachu' to visitors.

You practice your psychic abilities every day in class and got into big trouble when you screamed 'YES!' when you telekinetically threw your teacher's hat off her head (a gust of wind blew it off).

You buy infinite numbers of small, red-and-white balls and throw them at every animal you see.

You wonder why it didn't work when you tried to Thundershock your teacher.

You fight anything that moves, hoping to gain enough experience to evolve.

When it doesn't work, you decide you must need stone-induced evolution and spend the rest of the year fervently searching for a Moon Stone.

You download EVERYTHING to do with Pokémon you find, and buy a new computer every time the old one fills up. (You have 399 at the moment- or was it 400? Well, it crashed yesterday when you downloaded that Pikachu Volleyball game, so...)

You are well known on all Pokémon messageboards and post on every single one of them at least once per hour.

When you went abroad, you tried to smuggle all your many computers over.

You have started your own Pokémon gym, where hopefuls battle you using Game Link and Gameboy.

You stay up all night trying to catch nocturnal Pokémon on your Gold & Silver.

You have a Pokémon webpage.

You update it every day.

It has over 500 pages.

You can draw every Pokémon in perfect detail, and plan to be the new Pokémon artist if the current one retires.

You can imitate exactly the voice of every Pokémon and say them in the middle of a conversation for no apparent reason.

You make up Pokémon songs.

You write Pokémon fanfiction.

You make up 'You Know You're Obsessed With Pokémon If' reasons.

You start up an Anti-Anti-Pokémon movement.

You take it so seriously that you ask the Government to fund it.

You and your friend have rehearsed the Team Rocket Motto to perfection and do it in a fantastic duet whenever someone asks you a question.

Even the teachers.

You hate Digimon, because they copied Pokémon.

If anyone wanted to look at the very bottom of your 'Favorites' list, they'd have to scroll down 500 miles of Pokémon stuff.

You drive your friends and family nuts by talking using Pokébattles.com style narration all the time.

You save up all your money and spend it all on Pokémon stuff.

You wish you lived in Japan.

You start up a movement to bring more Pokémon stuff to Pokémon-deprived countries.

You know all the Pokémon English names up to #251 in order.

You know all the Pokémon Japanese names in order.

Your way of saying 'hello' is reciting all the Pokémon names- English and Japanese.

You hold a Pokémon class during breaktimes to teach everyone about Pokémon.

You own all the Pokémon merchandise that is out-so far!

All the assistants in shops which sell Pokémon stuff know you by name, and when you come in they instantly tell you whether they've got any new Pokémon products in.

You've memorized all the HM's in order.

You've memorized all the TM's in order!

You've memorized all the attacks, TMs and HMs each Pokémon can learn-even the Gold and Silver ones!

You'll NEVER get bored of a Pokémon episode, no matter how many times you've watched it.

When someone asks you what you want to be when you grow up, you say your favorite Pokémon.

You've bought any Pokémon costumes there are and if you can't find one for a particular Pokémon, you design and make it yourself.

You do a victory dance every time you buy or download something Pokémon.

You print out anything Pokémon you find and stick it up on your wall, so when you wake up you'll always be greeted by Pokémon pictures and info.

You read all of the info regularly.

You stare at the pictures for hours on end.

You name your cat Meowth, and try to teach it to say the Team Rocket Motto.

You've memorized every Pokémon's Pokédex info.

You've broken up with your best friend because they accidentally ripped a corner off your Pokémon poster.

You know all the Pikachu's Jukebox songs off by heart.

You enter every Pokémon contest.

You march right over and strangle the originators of the contest if you don't win.

You get FURIOUS when someone uses 'Pikachus' as the plural of Pikachu, 'Charmanders' as the plural of Charmander, etc. when every real Pokémon fan knows that the plural is always the same as the singular.

You practically strangled to death that stupid boy who said 'Pokémons'.

You build a huge temple with a giant Mew statue in the centre and a Pikachu instead of a cross where you worship all 251 Pokémon.

You persuade others to join your Pokémon religion.

You persuade your teacher to join your Pokémon religion.

You make a prayer book for your Pokémon Religion containing all the Pokémon songs.

You know the Japanese theme tune.

You have never, ever, EVER missed an episode.

You swear you'll commit suicide if you do.

If you ever do, your way of 'committing suicide' turns out to be trying to use Self-Destruct.

You own EVERY SINGLE POKÉMON GAMEBOY GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You name your dog Growlithe.

It evolved into Arcanine after that fight with a 'Meowth'.

You name your rabbit Eevee.

When you saw it 'touch a Firestone' (eat a carrot) you painted it orange and pink and called it Flareon.

You ordered it to use Fire Spin in a fight against a 'Growlithe'.

Unfortunately the 'Growlithe' used Roar and your 'Flareon' ran away scared!

If you plant a bulb on your back and fight until it grows into a huge flower.

If you paint your face to look like a different Pokémon everyday and don't understand why everyone stares at you...

You fought with all your strength when your teacher told you to wash it off.

If you have visited every Pokémon site ever.

And added them ALL to Favorites.

You invent your own Pokémon episodes.

You invent your own Pokémon movies.

You write scripts for them.

You have no idea what people mean when they start talking about 'The Simpsons' or anything else not related to Pokémon.

You run your own Pokémon college.

When you go for walks, you search for wild Pokémon.

You become incredibly excited about playing in the 'long grass'.

You dig for Pokémon fossils.

You find them ;)

You scream 'AERODACTYL!' when you see a model Pterodactyl, the skeleton of one, etc.

You saw an Omastar at the Sea World- but it must have been terribly tortured! It had no shell!

You go ABSOLUTELY NUTS when you miss a Pokémon Promotion or Burger King toy.

You dream of making your own film- about Pokémon, of course!

You've got no pocket money... 999/1000 of it went on Poké stuff, and the rest had to pay the hospital bills for the last Pokéhater you met...

You've got all the cards.

You invent new Pokémon.

You've stolen Gameboy technology to make a working Pokémon Gameboy game with your invented monsters in it.

You've made friends with a fox cub with more than one tail...

You worship the very ground that Nintendo walk on.

You felt greatly happy when you set your pen down after writing a script for the film 'Pokémon vs. Digimon' and in the end, the Digimon- eeewww, I didn't need to see that...

You would have never have liked ANYTHING but Pokémon, but Pokémorphs has made you like Animorphs just a little (but only because it was crossed with Pokémon)

You were so shocked when you caught yourself enjoying Animorphs that you vowed never to like anything else non-Pokémon.

You've bought all the Pokémon magazines.

You've memorized them.

You tear anything non-Pokémon related in them (e.g. adverts, other reviews) to shreds.

Whenever you say 'Pokémon' your friends run screaming... wonder why...

You are a member of all Pokémon RPGs.

When you went to Japan, the very first thing you did was find the Nintendo building and congratulate them.

If someone says 'Pick-up truck' you thought they said 'Pikachu'.

Your computer is now a smoldering pile of molten plastic after what you did to it when it froze up in the middle of downloading Pokémon stuff.

You've put all the music on this site on at once and think that the result is beautiful.

You've made your own Pokémon card decks.

You've made your own Pokémon card set.

You've made a contribution (e.g. a fanfic) to this site.

You visit this site! Thank you!

You have a Pokémon newsletter.

A new one is sent out more than twice per day.

When someone says that you're a Pokémon-crazed nutso and you take it as a compliment.

You are constantly chatting with invisible Pokémon and an invisible friend called 'Ash'.

You hold tournaments with invisible Pokémon.

You watch 'Walking with Dinosaurs' being bored most of the time, but you went wild at the Pterodactyl and the Kabuto-like things...

You've already got Neo 2 cards and seem shocked that none of your friends have got any yet.

You go horse-riding and announce triumphantly: 'My Rapidash loves me! It's never burned me, not even when I first got on!'

If you start sleeping half the year, eat like a pig the rest, and only wake up to the sound of the flute...

You change your e-mail to pika_pika@hotmail.com (THAT IS NOT A REAL E-MAIL ADDRESS! REPEAT: THAT IS NOT A REAL E-MAIL ADDRESS!)

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