Waluigi rubbed the back of his head as a Delorean DMC-12 suddenly appeared right in front of his taco stand, the force propelling all the tacos to the back of the stand, as well as Waluigi's purple cap being blown off. Waluigi blinked as Dry Bowser and Silver The Hedgehog stepped out of the futuristic car.
"Are you sure we're in the right period, Dry Bowser?" Silver asked as he moved his hands about, "This is heavy... I'm pretty sure there's nothing suspicious in this time period."
Dry Bowser murmured as he placed his right skeletal hand on his skeletal chin, nodding his head. "Great Scott, you're right, Silver. The Delorean must have had its circuits sparked, and it sent us a bit too far in the future. Let's go back." He and Silver reentered the Delorean as it turned around and headed eastward, disappearing after going 88 miles per hour.
Waluigi munched on a warm taco as he nodded his head. "Well, I have to admit, I just saw some serious shit." He commented as he gulped, making an obvious BTTF reference.