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I just have one thing to say... If you think for a second, that putting milk before cereal is valid in any way, think again buddy. You know what happens to little boys and girls who don't put the cereal in the right way?! THEY END UP ON THE GROUND OUTSIDE OF A LOCAL WALMART, NEVER TO SEE THEIR PARENTS AGAIN. YOU'RE PATHETIC. NOBODY LIKES YOU, NOT EVEN YOUR UNBORN CHILDREN. Say hi to Satan for me you vile creature.

Waluigi is the ultimate example of the individual shaped by the signifier. Waluigi is a man seen only in mirror images; lost in a hall of mirrors he is a reflection of a reflection of a reflection. You start with Mario – the wholesome all Italian plumbing superman, you reflect him to create Luigi – the same thing but slightly less. You invert Mario to create Wario – Mario turned septic and libertarian – then you reflect the inversion in the reflection: you create a being who can only exist in reference to others. Waluigi is the true nowhere man, without the other characters he reflects, inverts and parodies he has no reason to exist. Waluigi’s identity only comes from what and who he isn’t – without a wider frame of reference he is nothing. He is not his own man. In a world where our identities are shaped by our warped relationships to brands and commerce we are all Waluigi.