Italian. Why not something more interesting? Like, Canadian, or even a Greek monk? Seriously. Who ever heard of a Greek monk kicking ass to save a stupid whore of a princess from a masochistic dinosaur? That sounds better than some stupid little wimpy Italian guy who screams all the time.
And the ghosts remind me of aneurysms. Who wants to be chased by a sac of fluid? That's just crass. But so is everything else. My despicable brother thinks he's better just because he's taller. So he may be a bit smarter, but I'm still the cute one. At least Peach thinks so. I just know she does.
I rather enjoy swinging Bowser around by his tail. All I do is imagine him in a pink bunny suit, and he's mine. Literally. It's so hot. My insides turn to goo when I hear his delectable voice. I think I just came thinking about it. Yes, I most definitely did. Mmmm. Anyone?