Dry Bowser was reading the newspaper in the fiery breaches of Norfair as he sighed, brushing back his red hair. "Isn't there anything exciting going on...?"
The skeletal reptile would regret that as a bunch of Sandbags landed on top of him from the air, with maniacal laughter being heard as t he source of the raining white colored bags of sand with pitch black eyes was none other than that Crazy Hand!