Anyway, we were just doing our thing on our particular street corner, you know singing songs and chewing bubble gum and putting braids in each others hair, when this dude walks up. He was wearing our gang colors of pink, baby blue and neon green and he's not a member. I still have no idea where he got the same pink biker shorts that we usually wear, so we decided to beat the bejesus out of him. Well all five us attacked, but he was like 10 years old so we couldn't really handle him so we went on to stronger ammunition.

All I can say is that he is lucky I was having a bad hair day. If I would have had to drop that hair brush and pick up my gat, more than a mailman, a crossing guard, a meter maid, and 3 nighborhood dogs would have died. Unfortunately the little kid got away, but we have a nice lead on him. Before he ran away he dropped something, something so odd that it will give him away. So if any of you see a little kid that has something that says, "Pokemon" on it you let Leon know, that little Hellion is mine.