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Okay, so I've got a job in the Mushroom Kingdom. It's so saccharine and whimsical that it makes me want to puke, but the money's good, I get to stomp on things and the Princess is easy. I like that.
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First, I go down to the local stoolie and pump him for what he knows. He always squeels with the right pressure applied.
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| If you don't tell me what I wanna hear, I'll make sure that those shells ain't the only things comin' out of your ass, if ya get my drift. | |
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| Can't I at least finish my cup of coffee before you threaten to violate me analy, you damned greaseball? | |
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One of Bowser's goons gives me trouble on my way to the Princess's. She better be up for giving head tonight.
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| He never was very eloquent. | |
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| I have a message from Bowser for you! It involves a baseball, your knees, and an uncomfortable combination of the two. | |
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