"I think this is going to backfire on us-" Tiny Kong admitted while farting since they were going on yet another stupid adventure through the fart filled jungle. "We definitely brought enough clothes for us to make a methane mess in right?"
"Well most certainly!" Pauline boasted while patting her stomach which grumbled and then caused her to spew out a sloppy series of sharts that made her feel quite embarrassed. "Oh! That certainly wasn't the reaction I anticipated-"
"Oh it just happens!" Bianca spoke while tilting her head upon sticking her tongue out at the wilting plants who couldn't handle her pungent poots. "Your booty just has a language of its own!"
Tiny and Pauline both farted simultaneously in confusion for they exchanged glances at each other and then turned their focus back on the blonde brap blaster. "They do?"
"More like doo-doo!" Bianca heartily laughed for her methane maker cranked up the rotten egg smell that caused a hazy yellow fog to encase the jungle foliage.