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Super Mario 64

I dont know whats more fun, confusing the never ending chatter about mario and boos as mario drinking booze, or the fact that it takes me 15 minutes to download a new game for my little man and hes happy... hes a little too smart for his own good tho.. advertising pirate games on his magic card in public aint the best thing, he is so into the mario thing its funny... my nephew wasnt even this bad, im going to get him the original mario games for his easter gift... but its nice that hes not just playing the game hes actually learning about the characters because he has the toys and the cartoons and he can spout facts about them, i also noticed a lot of reading this weekend, maybe i can find some mario books or mario comic books he can take home to mommys to read, i should be real smartass and find the Super Mario movie... (beyond bad.) and send it home for him to annnoy mommy with. but it was an awesome weekend, he wants to grow his hair out like daddys and have it messy and he can find something to do in nothing, hes into his star wars figures and wants to collect them all because he loves star wars lego.... his imagination is awesome.

Current Mood: Happy.
Our genes make us immortal.

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