[dinner party] mario: what's in this risotto? me: mushroom, you're not allergic? mario: *grows to like 20 feet*

After my sixth cup of coffee, I feel like Mario after he gets one of those bouncing, flashing stars.

when I kiss a guy who has a mustache I'll close my eyes and pretend he's either Mario or Luigi, depending on his height

"Congratulations, the baby's got green overalls!" Peach sobs. Mario flies into a rage.