You too? I asked for Mario's head on a silver platter, and he gave me a cookie shaped like one instead. Then he stood outside my door singing Christmas Carols. He wouldn't go away. It was weird, even for him.

What on earth would he want to do with your hair? Either way, looks like he got the short end of the deal. It'll be weeks before he grows that back. Heh.

Hmm. Will do, sir.