Mario: Ho-hoo, gonna find the princess and show her my toadstool.
(the chuckling of a madman)
Keith: Now why the hell did you buy fidget spinner with blades?
Noah: Normal spinning doesn't do it for me anymore, man.
I need a bigger fidget rush....
Courtney: Weird.
Ian: What the hell is that?
*honking*
*one-up*
Shayne: Whoa! He just flipped us off, man.
I: I am so offended by hand gestures! That's it.
S: Your overalls suck, man.
M: (gasp)
*panicked wubbing*
N: Stop the car! Stop the car.
Oh my god. (x4) Are you okay?
*"hoos" of pain*
M: You're... A-GONNA DIE!
N: OW! OH GOD! OW!
(squeals of death?)
I: Noah, what's wrong?
K: Hold on, what happened to that Mario-looking dude?
N: It's-a me....
MARIO.
S: Noah, what are you doing?
K: Ho damn, he just double spun. I: At fidget speeds like that, they can be deadly.
C: Noah, no!
N: I'm-a going to kill ALL of you!
Starting...
with-a this guy!
(unintelligible screams)
*squish*
*thud*
(screaming continues)
M: Who's-a next?
Mailman: *whistling*
K: Ok, ok...
So Mario can control whoever or whatever he throws his hat on.
I: So whatever we do, we can't let anyone through that door.
(knocking)
S: Don't answer it.
MM: Hey, it's me, the mailman?
S: Oh, ok.
C: Shane, no!
MM: You got a package.
S: Cooool!
Ahhh pfft...There's nothing in here except a stupid red hat and a... mustache.
(screaming and gooshing of blood)
K: (unintelligible) of blood! This is my favorite shirt!
(screams of horror)
M:Let's-a go!
(more screaming)
(screaming x2)
I: Courtney, before we die, there's something I need to tell you.
C: Oh my god, I think I have same thing to tell you.
I: Well, should we just say it together, then?
C: Ok!
I: I love juice! C: I love you!
I: Wait what? C: Did you just say juice?
I: Yeah. I mean, like, everyone says it's bad for you because of all the sugar and stuff
but I just think it's sooo good.
Oh, what were you gonna say?
C: Huh? Oh, nothing!
Hey, look! That doorknob has a MUSTACHE!
I: What?
OH MY GOOOOOOD
Ugh! (squoosh)
C: (screaming)
Ok.... sneaking through the doorway....
I hope nobody hear--
*squoosh*
Alright, Courtney.
Maybe you shouldn't have been singing when you were sneaking around.
That was pretty dumb.
K: NO! Nononono! If you kill me, you're racist.
M: (stammering) Wha?
K: Yeah, and it's gonna be all over the news:
Mario Kills African-American Guy. That Dude is Totally Racist.
M: What? No, no, no, I'm not a rrracist. I just want to KILL you.
K: Well, that sounds pretty racist to me!
I'm just saying, you do you, but at the end of the day?
You just a white dude killing a black dude.
M: Oh wah wah wah wah WAH wah? I'm not a-a white! I'm a-Italian.
K: Oh, sh!t.
M: You're a racist a-too! K: Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa.
How about we just call it a truce? Hmm? Eh?
M: Fine.
K: Truce. M: Truce.
Olivia: Oh, cool!
Blood box!
(laughter and squooshing)
Wow, guys, this is so cool!
Blood box!!
Oooh, high five.
S: Well, that was terrifying.
To watch we're in Super Mario Maker, click that box on the left,
and to watch The Most Hated People in the World,
click that box on the right.
It's, ah, it's real nuts.