Waluigi shook his head as he ate a fish taco he had made, the beach of Seaside Hill looking more sandy than usual. "555 chapters of this... where did I go wrong?"

"When you decided that it was a good idea to run a taco stand," Dry Bowser pointed out as he was reading the newspaper on the top of a tropical palm tree nearby.


Waluigi was smacking his tacos at Toadette using his tennis racket, shaking his head as he was quite conflicted to using his prepared tacos instead of the usual tennis balls. "Why did I agree to this?"

"For practice, silly!" Toadette explained as she bounced on several pink mushrooms she summoned, smacking the tacos right back at Waluigi.


Waluigi watched as Petey Piranha was soaring around in the air, munching away on some of the fresh tacos he prepped while his Waluigi clone troop was making a bunch of other tacos for the customers.

"God, I wish that was me," Waluigi muttered to himself as he folded his lanky arms together, with one of his copies landing right on him holding a plate of spicy tacos, setting the entire taco stand on fire.


Waluigi was thinking of ways to spice up the action for himself at his taco stand near his famed pinball race course as Princess Daisy farted by, wearing her sports outfit.

"What is it this time, fart face?" Waluigi said in a disgruntled tone.

"I think you should stretch out more. It'll make you less of a grump." Daisy explained as she grabbed some tacos and paid Waluigi off, walking while letting out sloppy farts.

Waluigi thought about it as he shrugged, proceeding to stretch as he had nothing better to do.


"Wah... I can't believe there's going to be even more chapters for this," Waluigi complained as he was chucking tacos into the air like they were bombs.

"Well it couldn't get worse than any of the previous chapters," Dry Bowser pointed out as he barricaded himself in armor made out of taco shells.

"Uh huh! It's all about making the most out of a situation!" Toadette chirped as she was using her fart gas she generated from eating the tacos to fuel up some gas bombs.

Petey simply mumbled as he was chucking the various ingredients used for the tacos at the incoming swarm of enemies, with Waluigi shaking his head as he wondered how this could get anymore fucked up.