I am sorry to report the following.

But late last night, I came to digital epiphanies since lost in a vortex of nightmarish images.

Mario DDR is out, and mein gott. Mario looked at me, from inside the television screen, and called me his little bitch.

His eyes glowed red and he bellowed a series of malicious laughs, each wrought in sadistic magics and seared into my skin. And he laughed. He laughed and laughed and laughed.

Yes, people. It is that fun.