A plumber named Mario

Around the holidays, I met a plumber named Mario.  He started acting strange while we were chatting.



So I decided to be strange, too!



I stood next to him and tried to copy what he was doing, only it didn't work too well since my arms are kind of stiff, seeing that I am made of plastic.



Then, all of a sudden, he turned around and tackled me to the ground. 



Good thing he soon left.  He was terribly rude.  I hung out with these spotted guys for a while afterwards, but they weren't much for conversation.