Toadsworth: Perhaps We Should Consider Outsourcing Our Security Staff To Professionals.

“DEAR, RICH PRINCESS DAISY! HOW I LOVE HER (father’s money)!”

CONFOUND THOSE MARIO BROTHERS

I HATE MARIO, I HATE LUIGI, I HATE YOSHI

Toad: Uh oh. Minister: Ack! This is a girl’s room! Toadsworth: We can’t be in a girl’s room! Toad: The things they keep in here I don’t want to see.

Bowser: We’ve been here for over a month and I STILL haven’t got anything to do. This is NOT what I signed up for!

(Author’s Note: Lazy sketch of the Daimao).

Toad: It’s your perfume! Polluted piranhas can’t smell nice things! Toadette: Now is NOT the time! (Author: Happy Monday! New strip!)

Toad: The things I do on this job. Peach: I told you I can float! Perry:So do I, but I make it a policy to never turn down free rides.

Luigi: So cooool.

Yes, drew to my friend for gift, Luigi!

Toad: Doomsday? Yeah, I got this.

Peach:They just don't make ominous disasters like they used to. Toad: Wish THEY knew that.

Director: Sorry, Toad. I know how much effort you've put in, but we the writing staff botched it and you have to do all your comics over. Toad: I would like to submit a formal complaint to the effect that 'this is not a well-organized endeavor'.