Dry Bowser was finally done placing in several fences as he had his bony hands on his skeletal hips, nodding his skull while brushing back his red hair.
"That took a long while but I managed to have it finished at least," Dry Bowser said to himself while feeling the breeze go by within his hollow ribs from a bunch of racers zipping by on the road that was right there by him. "Now I should take it in to really make the most of it."
Grabbing himself a beach chair he had hiding within his charcoal spiky shell somehow, the skeletal reptile took a seat on the grass and watched the fence while feeling the racers zip by, who were confused as to why he was just sitting there comfortably.