"So, did you hear about that new girl they're giving to Timmy?" Tiny Kong told Vicky above their deep pitched, brassy farting.

"New girl?" Vicky remarked as she squinted her eyes, folding her arms together. "Doesn't he have enough girlfriends?"

"Well that's what I thought, but I guess not!" Tiny Kong stated above her thunderous tuba tooting, glancing down at the flattened Timmy Turner. "What about you, Timmy? What's your thoughts on this?"

"...this new girl is a completely unnecessary addition to the show, much like how this fanfic is an unnecessary story to write..." Timmy coughed, with Tiny Kong planting her big fat gassy butt down on Timmy, farting away.

"Well, it's good to know your opinion, Timmy!" Tiny Kong exclaimed, with her and Vicky continuing to fart and shoot the shit as Mr. Crocker was snooPING AS usual, you see, just outside the Turners' household as he was wondering just what was going on.