T'was the most luscious boudacious day in the Shroom Kingdom full of sinful traitors. As like everyday, Waluigi was contorting his body into a pretentious edgy little shit like what a fucking twelve-year-old. Subsequent to his sixty-fourth carpal ligament slash, Wario busted down the door.
"WAKE THE FUCK UP," he yelled.
"Go away," said Waluigi.
"I'M GOING TO GET RICH," screeched Wario again, and suffered a stroke. Waluigi watched Wario's spasming body, and he couldn't help but feel sad.