When it is tasked upon me, Mario 64-like, to collect adorable waddle dees to make a whole bustling town of waddle dees:

“Oh no, not my waddle dees! Not my sweet little waddle dees! Don’t you lay a finger on my dees, don’t you harm a hair on their precious heads! Don’t worry dees, I’m coming to the rescue! There is no journey too far, no mountain high enough or river etc, that will stop me from bringing you all back to safety, every last one of you!”

when one of the conditions for rescuing one of those waddle dees involves beating an enemy without taking damage:

“Eesh, ah… yeah, just sit tight for a while there and ah… I’m on my way, I just gotta… figure out how to ah… well, one way or another I’ll um, maybe after a couple stages or something I’ll get around to it. Don’t worry, I’m coming…”

when one of the conditions for rescuing a waddle Dee is participating in a nonsense-car timed race with unintuitive controls:

“Fuck you, ya little fuckin asshole, I hope you rot in that cage forever”

Reviewed on Mar 26, 2024


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