Bowser just walked over to me, sneezed on my face, then went back to laying against my side.
He literally did nothing else, aside from deliver an especially wet sneeze.
I want to bite him in his face.
Before I realized you were talking about a living creature, I thought "Damn, Mario games have gotten weird since I last checked."
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