Original Text: "Hey, Mario! Is it true that you beat the Big Bob-omb? Cool! You must be strong. And pretty fast. So, how fast are you, anyway? Fast enough to beat me...Koopa the Quick? I don't think so. Just try me. How about a race to the mountaintop, where the Big Bob-omb was? Whaddya say? When I say 'Go,' let the race begin! Ready..." Comedy After: Mario thought it was an invitation for lunch. "Big Bob-omb? Oh, I thought you said 'big kebob-yum'." Misheard: "Hey, Burrito! Is it chewy that you ate the Big Bob-omb? Pool! You must be string. And pretty fest. So, how feast are you, any plate? Feast enough to eat me...Koopa the Quiche? I donut sink so. Just fry me. How about a rice to the mountainpop, where the Big Bob-omb was? What do you fillet? When I spray 'Goat,' let the rice begin! Ready..." Comedy After: When Mario turned up with a fork, Koopa the Quiche realized he might have bit off more than he could chew. Opposite: "Hey, Mario! Is it false that you failed against the Small Bob-omb? Uncool! You must be weak. And pretty slow. So, how slow are you, anyway? Slow enough to lose to me...Koopa the Slow? I totally think so. Don't even try me. How about a crawl to the valley floor, where the Small Bob-omb wasn't? What do you deny? When I say 'Stop,' we'll never start the race! Unready..." Comedy After: Mario was so confused, he started running backwards, thinking that was somehow the point. Bits cut out to sound super creepy or just plain weird and funny: "Hey, Mario! You beat the Big...Cool! You must be...pretty fast. How fast are you, anyway? Fast enough...Koopa the Quick? I don't...Just try me...to the mountaintop, where...Whaddya say? When I say 'Go,'...Ready..." Comedy After: Mario, unsure if it was an invitation or a threat, decided to wear his running shoes to bed, just in case. A snippet of the original quote that is hilariously out of context: "Fast enough to beat me...Koopa the Quick? I don't think so. Just try me." Comedy After: Mario, considering a career change, wondered if "Koopa the Quick" was suggesting a switch to competitive eating instead. Badly Translated: "Hello, Mario! Does honesty prevail you conquered Big Bob-omb? Chilled! One must wield strength. And rapidity. Thusly, your swiftness quotient, disclose? Swift to outpace myself...Koopa, the Hasty? My belief waivers. Commence a trial. Proposal: a skirmish to apex, locale of Big Bob-omb, agreeable? Verbal acquiescence? Commencing at my vocal 'Departure,' initiation of our skirmish! Preparation..." Comedy After: Mario, struggling with the ancient dialect, simply nodded, hoping it wasn't a challenge to a dance-off.