One dark and cloudy day I bought a copy of Mario 64 from an old guy at Sears. I probably shouldn't've trusted him because as much as I liked his mustache, it struck me as very untrustworthy. And also the game was previously owned by some kid who died or something.
None the less, I took the game home and started playing. Much to my confusion, it was not a copy of Mario 64 at all. It was a game with a little girl who runs up to me and speaks alot of stuff in Japanese. And also there is a bird that I am pretty sure really wants me to stop playing the game.
But then all of a sudden it was Mario 64, but it was dark and very scary things were happening.
And then when i thought it couldn't get any more the scarier, all of the sudden MARIO HAD A HEAD THAT WAS A GOOMBA