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Mr. I
You know, for a gigantic, disembodied eyeball without lids, Mr. I is an alright guy. The fact that he unblinkingly follows your every triple jump while spitting pink cataract globs (or eye crust or whatever) is unfortunate, yes, but cut him a little ounce of slack. He doesn't even have a means of keeping himself moisturized, so we're guessing he just lives day-to-day with an excruciating burning sensation all over his body. He should at least be equipped with a big contact lens to prevent his blood vessels from getting all blown out and bloodshot. It makes us kind of sad thinking about it. Oh well, guess we'll just have to run around him a few times to put him out of his misery. Oh, hey, a blue coin. Sweet.
04/08/08

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