Waluigi was whistling as he was in Seaside Hill, with it raining on and off as it was raining again, it being close towards the night as Dry Bowser pulled over in his Piranha Prowler, facing Waluigi.
"You know, I don't know why you still bother to go to these stupid Mario Kart competitions." Dry Bowser remarked as he rolled his right skeletal hand around. "They're stupid, they're boring, and they're just a total waste of everyone's time."
Waluigi smirked as he pulled his twisty mustache. "You're just jealous that they invented fanfiction characters before thinking of bringing you back." He commented.
"..." Dry Bowser growled in annoyance as he clenched his right fist. "...They gave me a new course. They brought back my old course. They even let me have a fucking banner, for christ sakes."
"Well, if it makes you feel better, the same kind of bullshit happened to me in Mario Kart 7," Waluigi remarked as he held a chicken flavored taco in his left hand, munching on it as he faced Dry Bowser. "You're not the only one affected by it. Don't feel bad."
Dry Bowser simply sighed as he shook his head, continuing onward to the east as Waluigi shrugged, sitting back and wrapping his arms around the back of his head as he kept watching it rain.