You sit there, fists at your hips. In front of you, there is a Snorlax on the bridge you need to get across. "Come on, please move Snorlax!" You wonder how the bridge is still holding up. You attempt to climb Snorlax. You get halfway on top of the squishy and comfy belly, before sliding back down. While you were up there you could see the Snorlax's crotch and discovered it was a...
