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I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with CaptainToad. That perfect, PERFECT smile. That red and white mushroom cap. The child bearing hips of a literal fungus. It honestly ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hurts knowing that I'll never mate with him, pass my genes through him, and have him birth a set of perfect truffles.
I'd do ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ ANYTHING for the chance to get CaptainToad pregnant. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bear. Why would Nintendo create something so perfect? To ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ tantalize us? ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ laugh in our faces?!
Honestly guys, I just ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ can't anymore. ♥♥♥♥.