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The Super Mario 64 title screen after changing the game’s code to unload Mario’s mustache. (Source)

noodle: kills m*rdoc

pat: no L

The contestant begins to sweat, they call out for the audience, for the other contestants, but all they can hear uttered from their own throat is that God awful word. “H-Hewwo? HEWWO?” The panic increases within them as they place their hands over their own mouth, beginning to sob as their mouth continues to repeat the phrase over and over. A spot light shows pat standing next to a familiar face. “Mister... Mister Obama?” Pat and Barack giggle mischievously with each other as Barack pulls a near by lever. “Perish.” The floor beneath the contestant disappears beneath them as they plummet into a small room, where they hear the sound of running water. Their shoes quickly fill with the cold liquid as they struggle to find an escape; but when they look up they see a glass ceiling close above them. Their heart races, they cry out once more. “HEWWO? HEWWO? MISTER OBAMA! PLEASE, SOMEONE, HELP ME!” The water begins to lift their body, making them float. They look back up at the glass ceiling. Barack and Pat continue to laugh, watching the scene beneath their feet. The contestant gasps their last few breaths of air before being forced below the water. Their large eyes stare into the two men as they struggle more, banging onto the glass as hard as they can.  Minutes pass. The air leaves their mouth, water replaces the space in their lungs. They cease all movement. Barack turns to Pat, “Another one bites the dust.”

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