Alright, since this has been my life for the past week, I figured I'd join in.
To begin, this is what it's like playing around my job. Hundreds of stops, and when I came in this morning more than half were filed with lures. I popped one myself to throw out some good Karma.
I've been on a mission to kill the motherfucking Snorlax that took my gym by my house. I won't stop until that gym is mine and Bellerose is rid of any Snowlax assholes.
Problem is, I've accidentally created an overly aggressive bellpeper and a team of punkass butterflies and birds. I affectionately call my best accident Dorito, but honestly I'm hurting for more pokemon that are a little less... basic.
So I'm going on a major hunt. Or walk. Or as Kenny mentioned, the adulting way of driving under 20 mph late at night. I'm hoping to crack some more useful eggs.
Best part about this is walking/driving late at night and having groups of guys shout out "WHAT TEAM" until you respond "uhh, red." And we all discuss which gyms we need to recover and how to fucking murder the god damn Snorlax.
I'm in deep.