Wii Party Host: First, you could travel to Canada to buy some maple syrup.
Proton Jon: What?! That's racist! That's racist! Also, why's it in Vancouver?! It should be in Quebec!
Wii Party Host: Next, you could travel to Mexico and get a sombrero!
Proton Jon: Okay, that's even more racist!
Wii Party Host: Finally, why not go to Brazil to buy some coffee beans?
Proton Jon: Okay, I'd say racist, but really, these are main exports.
Chuggaa: Okay Mario, play it again, play it again. OH MY GOD HE'S PLAYING IT AGAIN! OH MY GOD HE HAS OVER 800 COINS!
Proton Jon: No, he has 600.
Chuggaa: 600, whatever. Oh my God...
Proton Jon: This is really just the game's way of saying "Hey, you should've stayed as Mario..."
Chugga: It really is. You know what? Chance Time, bitches!
NCS: I am in the forest walking around, but my friend Geno cannot be found. I've been looking up and I've been looking down, but there's no sign of that blue ass clown. He was once a doll, but now he lives, life out of nowhere, so hey what gives? I have heard the monsters in here can be hell, will Mr. Blue Sky be fine by himself? I got a mushroom, whoop de doo. Key change for that man, I got to say, his PK Starstorm was not so yay, laid up in bed with a bump on my head, its quite a wonder that I'm not brain dead. I'm a little bitter, yes it may seem, but rather than scream I've got to find him. Now I could not tell you whether I'm going to get my revenge or will I help him out? Think I'll help him, but I got to find him in this maze, it's worse than swimming through mayonnaise. Much as I'd love stopping to make bouquets, much find his wooden ass before he decays, yeah.
Chugga: We're gonna call him Steve and we're not gonna like him.
Proton Jon: So I have both controllers in my hands right now, and I'm not letting Chugga touch either of them just yet. I believe it is Chugga and NCS and Chugga is player 1 and he is playing as Olimar.
Chugga: There's a chance I won't get red, there's a chance I won't get red.
Proton Jon: I'm pretty sure it defaults to red.
Chugga: Blue, yellow, white! Yellow! Blue! No! The last possible one!
Proton Jon: You lost the lottery.
Chugga: Why did I keep plucking? I could've made it with just 3.
Chugga: Why does this game have to make me die on this stage?! DIE DIE DIE!
Proton Jon: You're starting to scare me actually.
Chugga: Starting?
Proton Jon: As in actually scaring me, not "I worry about your sanity" scared.
Chugga: ITS IN HIS PORTRAIT!
Chugga: Thank you.
Proton Jon: Why? Why the thank you? Why the thank you? WHY THE THANK YOU?!
