Dark Koopa: Who am I interviewing this time?
Pink: Mouser.
Dark Koopa: Oh great, someone who copies my style. Wait, you're my security. Thumbs is my assistant.
Pink: I'm doing both because he's not back from that shower or whatever yet.
(Mouser comes out carrying a pastry item.)
Dark Koopa: Hey, what kind of donut is that?
Mouser: It's a bagel.
Dark Koopa: Then I don't like you. Why do you wear those sunglasses? Are you copying my style?
Mouser: I wear them because they look cool.
Dark Koopa: Aha! You are copying my style.
Mouser: You do realize I've been around longer than Dark Koopas, right?
Dark Koopa: No you haven't. Just because Dark Koopa haven't appeared in the games, it dosen't mean they didn't exist at the time.
Mouser: Yeah, well... Shut up!
Dark Koopa: Is it true you're Wart's yes-man?
Mouser: Yes. I mean no. I mean shut up, you're confusing me.
Dark Koopa: You seem kind of dumb.
Mouser: So I am. Well it takes one to know one.
Pink: No snappy comeback?
Dark Koopa: Too easy. His insults directed towards me are due to internal insecurities.
Mouser: Oh be quiet. You and your big words. And your small difficult words.
Dark Koopa: Why do you throw bombs?
Mouser: I really had no other form of attack.
Dark Koopa: An idiot and a weakling. Quite a predicatable mix. How do you have so many bombs?
Mouser: I had a bag full of bombs. You know, like Link does in Super Smash Bros.
Dark Koopa: How did you light the fuse to the bombs?
Mouser: I also had a box of matches.
Dark Koopa: Well, you're pretty boring, so I'm going to go to audience questions. Seat 14.
Morton: CHEESEBURGERS!
Dark Koopa: Can we not go there?
Morton: WEDDING CAKE!
Dark Koopa: You know what? Go back to cheeseburgers.
Morton: Good, because I like cheeseburgers. I like them even more than wedding cake which I got sick of because almost every tourist of Lemmy's Land had me obsessed with it at one point or another. Anyways, I like cheeseburgers because they have hamburger meat, cheese, onions, pickles, and condiments such as ketchup and mustard. My favorite restaurant that serves cheeseburgers would be Wendy's, but not because my sister's name is the same as it and has anyone noticed that I didn't have one of these speeches during one of Dark Koopa's Interviews where I was interviewed? And another thing-
(Pink freezes Morton.)
Dark Koopa: Took you long enough.
Pink: I was enjoying it for a while.
Dark Koopa: And you say I have problems. Seat 70.
Goomba: Are you the 7-Up guy?
Dark Koopa: I'm not even going to dignify that with a response.
Goomba: Too late.
Dark Koopa: D'oh! Seat 233.
Lemmy: Why haven't you appeared in any other games?
Mouser: I really only like to work for Wart and since he didn't appear in another game, neither did I.
Lemmy: Didn't you work for Bowser in the Mario Cartoons?
Mouser: That was different. I was getting two salaries. One from Bowser, the other from the guys taping us.
Dark Koopa: Seat 100.
Kammy: Will you ever be in another game?
Mouser: Probably not unless Wart's in it.
Kammy: Your loyalty disgusts me.
Bowser: Kammy, jump out the window.
Kammy: Yes sir!
(Kammy jumps out the window, which would be on the 917,464th floor of the buiding.)
Mouser: Random number!
Dark Koopa: Shut up! Only I'm supposed to know what the writer writes.
Pink: And me!
(Thumbs comes in.)
Thumbs: And me!
(Thumbs leaves.)
Dark Koopa: Seat 68.
Yoshi: Yoshi heard Mouser dosen't like Koopalings? Is that true?
Mouser: No I don't. They beat me up a lot because I work for Wart and they don't like his daughter. That dosen't seem too fair.
Dark Koopa: That's all we have for today. I was asked by popular demand to have you executed. So ask away, Pink.
Pink: Do you like Yoshi?
Mouser: I'm not falling for that.
Pink: Do you like Yoshis?
Mouser: Of course not!
(Pink executes Mouser in that classic way.)
Pink: Haven't done that in a while.
Dark Koopa: Hope you enjoyed it.
Pink: When do I not?
Dark Koopa: End transmission.
Later...
Thumbs: Okay, I took a shower.
(Thumbs sees that the only thing in the studio is a Pokey.)
Thumbs: What are you doing here?
Pokey: Dark Koopa sent me.
Thumbs: Wait a minute.
Pokey: Okay.
One minute later...
Thumbs: Forget this.
(Thumbs leaves.)
Pokey: What's wrong with me? Do I smell? *sniff* Aww...
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