Mr. Bacciagaloop In Pre-School Land

Mr. Bacciagaloop was out driving his truck looking for salvage in the Goomba neighborhoods, when all of a sudden the landscape changed radically. Everywhere he looked, he could find nothing that would challenge the understanding of most four-year-olds. He exited his vehicle and walked around the place, slack-jawed. Although startled by it all, he felt like he had come home at last.


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