*Resident Evil Door Opening*
Oi, Mario! Take a chair and get a drink!
Whatcha want?
*serving coffee*
*Godot's Theme Playing*
So, you're the one.
They call you "The Hero", "The Enemy", "The Slave of Mushroom Kingdom".
All I see here is a half naked man with an empty face.
Like a shell in a deserted beach.
This is what you are.
Give me a drink, bartender.
*preparing the coffee*
*woooooosh*
*spinning like a coin*
*Car Skid*
Mark my words: Godot never fails
when it comes to coffee.
This is one of my rules.
I've returned from the depth of Hell
just to test how well this coffee is...
And you know what?
Not even a bunch of origami trash
would drink this atrocity.
And you know what?
Not even a bunch of origami trash
would drink this atrocity.
________________________
COMMENT: Not cool......
COMMENT: Don't take this too personal.
He's an anti-hero.
*hit by the mug*
Go to Hell AGAIN, Godot.
Ha...! You mess with Godot...
And you get burned.
What was your name... Marko?
Listen up.
If we ever meet again, I'll let you taste my favorite blend, Godot #102.
Blacker than a moonless night.
Hotter and bitter than Hell itself...
THIS is what I call coffee.
Until then...
*Mario thinking about life choices*
I rate this shank 1 star.
You deserved it.
