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An entire half of my childhood was spent cursing out that $!*%ing bastard Donkey Kong, Jr. Usually this would culminate in me tossing the controller at the television in a furious rage and shouting a confusing insult at DK Jr. about how he was a white trash palette swap of the McDonald's Grimace.

All of this anger applies equally to the ever infuriating Princess Peach, whose plastic Carol Brady hair and orange poo-shrooms continue to haunt my dreams.

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