"Aiyie; why did I think eating those baked beans was such a good idea?" Vanessa cursed upon farting a smelly storm that made a mess in her poot puffed jeans that were being smeared by her staining sharts; it was embarrassingly loud and sloppy which was more than enough indication that she needed to take a shit but she couldn't find a bathroom within the bustling Coconut Mall since her dump truck was unloading the tuba poots held within. "I can't believe I led my hunger get to me in such a degrading way like this! How am I going to get fresh underwear now...!"