new year eve or something

...I diss my knife whales, I diss it a lot. I'll be hack...
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Anyday is good when you have an excuse to play with your friends!

"Are you having fun?" Shulk asked as he smashed the golf ball with his Monado sword like a golf club, the ball going high in the sky near the Home Run Contest stadium.

"No." Ike grumbled as he was munching on some fried chicken, bored. "How could anyone have fun with golf?"

Shulk took insult to that so he just whacked the Monado across Ike's head; giving the swordsman a concussion in the process.
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Captain Toad felt his stomach rumbling again for he couldn't help but let out a big bassy explosion of flatulence, his eyes widening from how enormous it was to come out of his shroom rump. "Whoa man that was bigger than I anticipated!"
"You really know how to let loose." Toad said while fixing up his kart. "Perhaps you should learn to hold back your gas?"
"Easy for you to say; you're just fixing up your kart!" Captain snapped. "What's to stop me from breaking so much wind?"
"Why are you so judgemental of me?" Captain grumbled.
"I don't know maybe you're just too farty for me." Toad muttered while feeling a toot emerge from himself.
"So that's all it takes huh?" Captain spoke while pulling up his pooped pants and puffed his face cheeks while feeling his sloppy sharts become higher pitched. "Well you're not gonna like what I have to doo-doo!"
Toad was going to comment until suddenly Captain Toad jumped onto him and betan farting on his face, with both of the mushroom men tumbling through the hill until they went through a pipe and got trapped in there, with both Toads tooting on each other.