it's like space jam but with no actual football players
i read the first two post-chapters.
this feels kinda like porn, but instead of hardcore sex there's intense football
sports-porn
sporn
and nothing gets me stiff quite like link with shoulder-pads
also most of the characters are outrageously out of character, i'd expect more silliness out of waluigi and a little more italian out of mario
i read the first two post-chapters.
this feels kinda like porn, but instead of hardcore sex there's intense football
sports-porn
sporn
and nothing gets me stiff quite like link with shoulder-pads
also most of the characters are outrageously out of character, i'd expect more silliness out of waluigi and a little more italian out of mario
Quote:Everyone does that except for Mario, who notices someone sitting over on a bench. He walks over to the individual taking a seat next to her, and taking his helmet off.
“'ey Rosa-lina! Whatta you doing here so early? Cheerleading prac-teese begins in an hour!” Mario asks.
“I know, Mario...but I thought I’d stop by a little earlier so that I could see you. I wanted to thank you again for restoring peace to my galaxy, and helping the Lumas find a new home...” Rosalina tells.
Mario, the goofball he is, begins spinning his helmet about his finger. He's got a penchant for doing these kind of things in front of women. He's also got a penchant for not being faithful to one woman, either.
“Is no problem, Rosa-lina, all inna day's work! My game's in an hour, and I smell like-a rotten fungi! So I'm-a clean up! See you at Serena beach!” Mario tells.
“Ok, Mario! See you later!”
"Yahoo!" The princess takes another lick of her chocolate snow cone, as Mario hops back to the locker room.
Rosalina couldn't contain her laughter at the plump plumber's bouncy personality. How on Earth does Peach put up with this guy?