Nothing is real. Your Grandmother doesn't exist. If she did, she'd be lovely, but that's not the point. The internet isn't real and neither is Bill Gates.
Why am I saying this you ask? Because Sea Moyá. And Sea Moyá everyday until they evolve into Squirtle Moyá, and then Blastoise Moyá.
I can't even deal anymore. TAKE ME TO THE FUCKING POKEMON.