Dry Bowser was reading through the mail on a generic grass land as he glanced up, to see Captain Toad farting constantly. He shrugged as he shook his head.
"Man, this loser just can't get a hold of himself..." Dry Bowser commented with a smirk as he flipped through the page, the skeletal reptile knowing where this was going.
"Agh... why can't I stop farting?" Braptain Toad mumbled while he pooped his shorts.
Alas Craptain Toad wouldn't be able to save his pooped pants from anything for Dry Bowser was smart enough to leave upon which a volcano suddenly sprouted and left fire and lava all across the now magma covered meadows.