Back in 1981, my sink got clogged and I had to call the Mario Bros. Plumbing service. The plumber arrived at my door and the first thing he told me is "It'sa mea, Mario!"
I thought this was strange, but since the '80s were a strange time, i wasn't surprised. He walked toward my kitchen, but he stepped on and killed, my pet turtle. I was angry, but restrained myself. he arrived in my kitchen and bumped his head on the box of mushroom that i obtained at VONS today, knocking it over. He began ravenously eating them. Was it just me or was he getting taller? "Excuse me sir, but can you please just do your job?" I asked, and he went into a rage! first, he threw my dead turtle's shell at me, and it began bouncing back and forth across the floor. Then in his anger, he grabbed the vase of Daisies on my table and smashed it. he picked up one of the flower and suddenly began shhoting fieballs at me. He pulled a star-shaped cookie from his overalls and ate it. He was flashing. I ordered my pet monkey to get on top of super jumbo erector set and throw barrel-shaped rootbeer candy at him, but it did nothing. I was just about to panic when Mario's rival, Mr. Bowser called to tell him that he stole his girlfriend. He left the room and got on top of his green dinosaur named Yoshi and they rode off into the sunset... I will never forget that day...
...And that's where i Got the idea for the Mario games...