"Jamie, don't suck your thumb, be evil like me!" James said. Jamie laughed. 
"What so funny?" "He's laughing because you'll never be evil." Jessie smiled. 
James stuck his tongue out and kept watching the Life Time channel. He had 
knitted a sweater for Jamie. Jessie was practicing boxing in the gym. Meowth 
always seemed to be outside, gone. But the Three Stooges didn't care. They were 
too busy acting stupid. Meowth was really tired of "Jamie farted! Get a bottle 
and capture it! Let him smell it when he gets three!" and "Jamie just threw up! 
Quick! Get the Kodak! It looks blue!" He didn't get any attention. All because 
of that stupid little boy, Jamie.

 

Ash yawned and sat down on a rock in the road. "Ash, we can't stop now, we have 
to get to Outcome City!" Brock cried. "Put a sock in it, Brock. My feet hurt. 
Why are your eyes always closed? How do you know where I am? And Misty, do you 
ever change clothes?" Brock held Ash by his arms as Misty pounded him in the 
stomach. While they were fighting they didn't notice Meowth coming down the 
road.

 

"Hey, where's Jamie?"  Jessie asked, putting on her sweatbands. "I took him for 
a walk and he disappeared. So I let him stay out there until he felt like coming 
back." Jessie smacked James in the head. "You idiot! He could get his legs cut 
off by a car or something!" "Don't worry, he can crawl." Jessie grabbed James by 
the neck and began to choke him.

 

At the same time, Brock was choking Ash. "Never ask personal questions, Ashy 
boy!" "Hey! At least the artist draws eyes on me!" Brock tackled Ash to the 
ground, as Meowth walked up. "Oh. No! It's Team Rocket!" Misty cried. Ash stood 
tense, ready for the annoying motto and the red R in the background. It never 
came. "I got cut from Team Rocket," Meowth sighed. "All because of Jamie, Jessie 
and James's son." "Aww, that's too bad-OW! Why'd you hit me, Misty?" Ash cried. 
"He could be joking! Jessie and James could be waiting behind any tree!" "I 
don't think they'll need to hide…" Brock cried. Because at that very moment, 
Jessie and James were running around, screaming: "JAMIE! WHERE ARE YOU?" 
Meowth's glum expression brightened. "You must need an extra person for your 
squad…" "Not really. We're looking for Jamie. Want to help?" "Yeah. Hey-want to 
go get some ice cream?" Meowth asked. His trick was to get them off track and 
not look for Jamie. It worked like a charm.  "Yeah Meowth! YEAH!" The three 
stooges ran off, smiling. Ash, Misty, and Brock just stood there, stunned. "Are 
they stupid or just mentally challenged?" Ash asked. "Both," Misty and Brock 
said. Then they forgot about TR and went on with their boring adventures. Jamie 
grew up to be a Pokemon watcher. He loved to sketch them in a gay little 
notebook. He sketched pretty well, but sometimes it was crooked. He forgot all 
about Jessie and James being his parents because a couple: The Sketchits, found 
Jamie asleep under a bird's wing. They were pecked half to death, but Jamie was 
saved and raised. Later, he left home to be just like Professor Oak. Guess what 
he named himself? Tracey Sketchit.