Vanessa farted in the big tuba she found herself getting stuck in from chasing a certain kid across the mall with her making the methane music within the musical instrument room and it was causing the paint to peel from the rotten stench of her loud bassy farts that carried a strong cheesy scent to it; of course she frankly hated this since not only did she feel embarrassed beyond belief but it was ruining yet another pair of pants she had since she didn't exactly have other clothes to wear. "Damn it! Why is it that my fat ass has to be such a fart factory... now I'm going to have to be forced to get clean underwear yet again!"