{â} ://âChild, I am und I vill alvays be leagues ahead of you no matter how you are,â he explained. âUnlike you, I am perfection. I have zee talent, zee ambition und zee authority to take on vat vill come my vay, including a little brat like you who spends his time kicking, crying, screaming to get his vay. Quite pathetic if I have somezing to say about it,â
"Anoser zing, Insult me as you vill, however it vill always fall short,"
Boy did Ludwig show his arrogance and egotism full blast against the younger version of his Father to even show a point.
ââ âĄâ ⣠Huh...!? If only Bowser's pint-sized brain of peanuts could truly comprehend the words Ludwig utilized, his intelligence being far too minuscule when compared to that of the Koopa with azure hair. However, this also worked wonderfully in his favor. Since the vocabulary that spewed from the other plunged into the figurative dirt below, then Bowser could essentially round it to a dilation that he saw fit.        That's it.        Show him the power of all that is terror.        "BLAH, BLAH, BLAH," roared Bowser, knicker-knacker irises completing a roll before his lips began to continue their movement. "WANNA KNOW WHAT I HEARD!? I HEARD POO-POO NOISES AND PEE-PEE SOUNDS FROM YOUR MOUTH! If you're done bein' A DORK, THEN I SUGGEST YOU START GETTING MY DINNER READY, YOU DONKEY! If you don't hurry up, I'll give you a shiner on your DUMBY-WUMBY EYE THAT'S BIGGER AND BADDER THAN MY OWN AWESOMENESS! THE ONLY THING YOU'RE PERFECT AT IS SPEAKING LIKE A BABY-WABY, BABY-WABY!"
