"Ooh; now this place is messy like my pants!" Captain Toad laughed upon being in the swampy outskirts of the Grunty Industries. "Guess this is the place to do laundry in!"
"Humba agrees with stinky fungi statement." Stated the gassy shaman woman for she herself was having quite the gassy case herself upon being outside her wigwam. "Wumba can't be able to stand tent filling up with heap poots."
Craptain Toad laughed while facing Humba Wumba and simply fanned away his notorious stench that was blasting directly out of his ass ripping cheeks. "I'll say; the last time I filled a tent with my toots it collapsed and the stink was definitely something!"
"Humba is impressed with how you handle your stench." Wumba pointed out to Braptain Toad since she pinched her nose upon getting a whiff of her magical methane.