"Hey Mom, where is dad?" PJ asked Peg while sitting on the couch, feeling curious as to Pete's whereabouts.
"Oh, your father went over to our neighbor Goofy's house, something about taking care of some of his sexual desires." Peg stated, walking past him and farting loudly all of a sudden as her butt was pointed at PJ's face, with PJ gawking as he felt the most boopinest sensation in his crotch from seeing Peg fart.
"Goodness! There goes my fat, gassy butt again!" Peg gasped, bending over and pushing out a long, tuba pitched poot that stunk up the house.
"Boy mommy sure is gassy!" Pistol laughed, watching Peg fart up a storm as Chainsaw walked up to the gassy Peg, barking and running around as she couldn't stand the stench that filled the household.
Chainsaw ran around, causing Peg to trip as she fell on top of Chainsaw, landing with her big butt on top of Chainsaw, farting a loud, brassy fart as Chainsaw yelled, being trapped under Peg's farting butt as she struggled.
"Puppy! No!" Pistol gasped, feeling sorry for Chainsaw.
"Goodness me! My big butt is causing me more trouble than Pete's schemes!" Peg gasped, farting another brassy fart that lifted her off Chainsaw as she tripped again, her big butt landing on PJ's lap, a loud, trombone fart giving PJ the most boopinest boner of his life.
"What the hell, mom? Get your big butt and farts off of me!" PJ pleaded.
"I'm so sorry, honey! But I can't help it!" Peg stated, letting out a long, airy fart on PJ's lap that caused his boopy boner to boop to more boopiness.
"Boy this stinks. But in a good way!" Pistol remarked, laughing as she plugged his nose due to the foul odor that Peg's butt produced, finding hysteria in seeing Peg sitting and farting on her brother's lap.
Pete stood outside the Goofs' door, knocking on it.
"Gawrsh, wonder who that could be." Goofy stated, opening the door to see a pissed Pete on his doorstep. "Oh hiya Pete!" Goofy waved to him.
"Hey Goofy." Pete innocently replied. "I was just in the neighborhood and I came here to tell you to..." he then grabbed Goofy out of nowhere. "Stay the hell away from my gassy wife, you big perv!"
"Gawrsh. I had no idea you were so sensitive about that." Goofy shrugged.
"Dad, what's going on?" Max asked.
"Tell your daddy to stay away from my wife's butt!" Pete remarked.
"What are you talking about?" Max shrugged.
Just then, PJ ran by, screaming as he was trying to get away from Peg's loud farting as Peg followed, but stopped in front of Pete, who let Goofy go upon seeing her.
"Oh hi there Sugarpoot. I was just telling this nice man here not to bother you." Pete told Peg, patting Goofy on the head.
"I am nice, am I? A-Hyuck!" Goofy stated.
"Whatever you say, dear. Just do me one favor." Peg innocently stated to Pete.
"And what's that, Tootykins?" Pete asked.
"If Goofy ever decides that he wants to be near me when I'm letting loose, DON'T YOU EVER INTERFERE!" Peg yelled in coerce, her voice sounding callous towards the end.
"Y-Y-Yes my little Buttoshka." Pete agreed, scared by Peg's loud voice.
"Good. Bye bye honey!" Peg kissed Pete on the cheek, letting out a trumpet toot as she did, walking back to the Pete residence, her butt cheeks bouncing and pooting one with each step.