Susie found herself still farting because she just couldn't stop since she noticed that various beings from different realms within the populated metropolis of Manhattan. "Oh why is it that I'm so gassy? I swear I wasn't originally like this! Maybe it's just-"
"You're just discovering why you're ripping ass?" Space Ghost casually said while casually sitting at his desk on a balcony looking over the city streets of New York. "It should be obvious as to why you're making under thunder."
"I know but I just don't like it-"
"Get used to it." April O'Neil farting nearby pointed out while fanning her own reeking air that had the rancid stench of the New York City sewers within her smelly yellow jump suit. "Once the farty feeling gets to you it's not gonna leave."
"...that's what I'm afraid of..." Susie whimpered since she could easily sense that she likely pooped herself due to accidentally transcending into sharting.