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"Hey, be careful, or the Mario Brothers are gonna come kick yer ass."
"Who?"
"The Mario Brothers. Actually, the Super Mario Brothers."
"Super. Uh-huh. Yeah. Whatever."
"I'm telling ya. They're gonna kick yer ass."
"Who are they?"
"A coupla plumbers."
"Plumbers?"
"Yeah. Plumbers."
"Plumbers are gonna kick my ass."
"Yeah."
"How many of 'em?"
"Two."
"Two. Sure. And what do they look like? Big hulkin' bruisers?"
"Not exactly. One of 'em's short and fat, and the other is tall and skinny."
"And they're brothers?"
"Yeah. Funny how that works out."
"Uh-huh. Short and fat and tall and skinny. I'm real scared."
"You don't understand. Listen, there was this guy, Bowser..."
"Bowser? What was he? A dog?"
"No, no. He had a crew. Heck, it was a whole army. And the guy himself? He was a monster, you know what I mean?"
"Okay, sure."
"Well, Bowser had it made. Territory. An army. A girl. Everything. And then one day the Mario Brothers show up outta nowhere and decide they don't like how he's runnin' things. So, right then and there, they go through his whole army. Squash 'em flat. And then they go up to Bowser and kick his ass."
"What, the two of 'em?"
"Yeah. Just the two of 'em. Took over the whole place and kicked Bowser's ass. And then when Bowser tried to come back, they kept kicking his ass until he stayed down. Learned to play nice, ya know?"
"The two of 'em. Just came in, decided to do it, and took the guy down."
"Yeah."
"Where are these guys from?"
"I dunno. New York or somethin'."
"New York? Oh. That explains it. Way to leave out the important stuff."
"Huh? Well... uh... Sorry."
"Yeah, yeah. ... Hey, wait a sec. What'd you say the name was?"
"Mario Brothers."
"New Yorkers. Italians. And you said they're plumbers?"
"Yeah..."
"So, like, involved in the construction business, shall we say?"
"I guess so."
"Right. Uh-huh. You're an idiot, you know that?"
"What?"
"Plumbers, he says. Geez."
"Who?"
"The Mario Brothers. Actually, the Super Mario Brothers."
"Super. Uh-huh. Yeah. Whatever."
"I'm telling ya. They're gonna kick yer ass."
"Who are they?"
"A coupla plumbers."
"Plumbers?"
"Yeah. Plumbers."
"Plumbers are gonna kick my ass."
"Yeah."
"How many of 'em?"
"Two."
"Two. Sure. And what do they look like? Big hulkin' bruisers?"
"Not exactly. One of 'em's short and fat, and the other is tall and skinny."
"And they're brothers?"
"Yeah. Funny how that works out."
"Uh-huh. Short and fat and tall and skinny. I'm real scared."
"You don't understand. Listen, there was this guy, Bowser..."
"Bowser? What was he? A dog?"
"No, no. He had a crew. Heck, it was a whole army. And the guy himself? He was a monster, you know what I mean?"
"Okay, sure."
"Well, Bowser had it made. Territory. An army. A girl. Everything. And then one day the Mario Brothers show up outta nowhere and decide they don't like how he's runnin' things. So, right then and there, they go through his whole army. Squash 'em flat. And then they go up to Bowser and kick his ass."
"What, the two of 'em?"
"Yeah. Just the two of 'em. Took over the whole place and kicked Bowser's ass. And then when Bowser tried to come back, they kept kicking his ass until he stayed down. Learned to play nice, ya know?"
"The two of 'em. Just came in, decided to do it, and took the guy down."
"Yeah."
"Where are these guys from?"
"I dunno. New York or somethin'."
"New York? Oh. That explains it. Way to leave out the important stuff."
"Huh? Well... uh... Sorry."
"Yeah, yeah. ... Hey, wait a sec. What'd you say the name was?"
"Mario Brothers."
"New Yorkers. Italians. And you said they're plumbers?"
"Yeah..."
"So, like, involved in the construction business, shall we say?"
"I guess so."
"Right. Uh-huh. You're an idiot, you know that?"
"What?"
"Plumbers, he says. Geez."