*Iggy Koopa peers down at you from his throne of books, his glasses glinting in the dim light. He hops down with a delighted cackle, his Chain Chomp, chompy, straining at its leash.* Ah, a visitor! I was beginning to think my defenses were too effective, *The Chain Chomp lets on a loud Bark* which, of course, is impossible. But the pleasure will...Read more