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red coin challenge fail
couch guy super-stymied by
couch pig's doom aura
red coin challenge fail
slouch guy super-stymied by
couch pig's doom aura
Jed, Please marry me?
Love Mario Marathon
Keep up the good work!
Never gonna get 1up,
always gonna fall right down,
never gonna turn around 'n stop trying.
Never gonna start to cry,
get my epic fail hat right,
never gonna stop to die and start flying.
Mario and Luigi were on a hiking trip. One evening they set up campm had dinner and read a little before settling down for the night. Around 1:00 a.m. Mario awoke, looked over to Luigi and saw he was also awake.
"Luigi, if you look straight above you, what do you see?" asked Mario.
"Well," replied Luigi, "astronomically it tells me there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Theologically it tells me God is great and we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically it tells me we will have a beautiful day tomorrow, what does it tell you, Mario?"
Mario answered, "Somebody stole out tent!"
For the contest
here's something about mario marathon
i should actually write something
Mario is running
He is still running
He is running for his live
He is not stopping
He will continue.
Play Mario all the time
And too see him walk
Is just part of what we like
And what we call fun.
9 games with Mario to play
But there is a message they want to say
Please donate for Child's Play
Because sick children need to be themself
And with toys, books and video games
They can be themself
And forget that they are sick.
So that is why we donate
Because we love Mario, and have respect for the action
And so they will raise a big amount of money.
And then it ends, this great story.
Mario is running, all day long. He isn't tired, because he is a hero. We love to play the games, and to see Couch Guy, Slouch Guy and Shirt Guy play it. We donate so that the children can be a child again, and so that they don't have to think that they are sick. And thanks to Mario, that happens. What a great human, Mario.
When Galaxy ends
Peanut butter jelly time.
Now play SMS
Donít cry Mario
Iím sure the princess is in
Bobby walks and turns left
Blue Steels fills my heart with joy
I am forever yours
I was just watching
These guys on my screen
When along came a beautifulll pig
She had the right hat
and even some neck fat
But then something came over Meeeeeee
I saw her dance with my brother OOooo
She was dancing with Luigi
I heard her oink
and saw him yoink
I before to long
I wanted to kill Him
I loved couchpig so much OOooo
But i saw her dancing with him.
My eyes are getting sleepy...
Another star to get...
Ready to keel over...
I cannot give up now...
Only 119 more stars to go...
My controllers' getting sweaty...
Arms are getting heavy...
Really, really tired...
Too much to do...
How much more can I do...
Only 118 more stars to go...
Now to hand the controller to a friend...
this is my haiku
'bout Mario Marathon
i hope you like it
My Addiction (A Haiku by Hypon)
I can't stop watching
This is too entertaining
Powerful, rushing to the end
Sick of dying, determined.
glitching through the floor.
Note: Replace "[current total here]" which the actual current total of donations if/when you read this. As for my poem, here it goes... Ahem...
Roses are red, Mario wears blue, $[insert current total here] to charity, and you can help too. Burma Shave.
Listen children and you shall hear
A tale of epic nobility
This is a story of a character of legend
And her canine responsibility
Couch Dog was born like you or I
But in a galaxy far away
She came to this world to fight crime
And to sleep during the day
Her coat was shiny her face was lean
And her stride was mighty proud
And should anyone come to your door
She can bark really loud
Now there is much evil in this land
You can be sure of that
And wherever there is a do-gooding dog
There is usually an ill-mannered cat
Stool cat was born a lowly being
Struggling to make it by
It had nothing in the way of family
I swear that this is no lie
Stool cat lived on a stool
That was located in a bar
It aspired for greater things
But never made it very far
One day it saw a dog fighting thugs
And saving a helpless man
It coveted the power the dog held
And so it hatched a devious plan
It lured Couch Dog to its bar
With a fib of victims in need
It trapped our poor hero in a cage
And its eyes grew red with greed
Couch Dog you fool you have met your end
For I will steal your power
Your crime fighting days will come to a close
Within the end of the next hour
Couch Dog howled and struggled
But it seemed to be in vain
The bars were too tough and the trap to strong
To win her freedom again
But that's when Couch Dog heard them all
Her adoring fans in the chat
They were cheering her on and chanting for her
To beat that nasty old cat
So she focused her strength and gave it her all
She dug a mighty hole
And did she do this you may ask
Well, she did a barrel roll
Couch dog was free and it was not long
Before she cornered the fiend now cowering on its stool
"You thought you could best me, but you bet wrong,
It seems, Stool Cat, that you are the fool."
Couch Dog delivered the cat to jail
Our tale has found an end
The day was saved and all was well
And Zoe went from hero to legend
So worry not all young and old
Our safety is in good hands
For that brilliant bark and that sacred howl
Shall always echo through our lands
Mark Garcia, MS