"Damn it; why is it that I (BLLLLLRRTT!) always get the (PRRRRT!) bad luck?" Vanessa questioned since she had another case of the shits due to her staining her very smeared pants from a farting fiesta that her body was brapping out of her smelly big butt belching out such rancid rump roars. "Oh (BBBLRRRPTT!); I really hate kids... and I'm gonna get that punk for making me poot up this wretched waft!"