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I will write the first part of the story, and the next person who enters this thread may continue it.


It was a hot, summer day in the beach. Mario was relaxing under an umbrella, drinking some whiskey.

Mario: Ahhh, eez sa-good, eh a-Luigi?

Luigi: Yes it eez, a-Mario.

Mario: I have a dream, a-Luigi.

Luigi: What eez it Mario?

Mario: I will open up a peeza restaraunt, and call it, "Mario Mario."

Luigi: I like your a-dream, a-Mario. I will help you a-build it. Thee a-peeza restaraunt will be a-so goowd!

Mario: Eh-Luigi, what eez a-that over there?