"How many poots do we have in us?" Vivian asked with her farting alongside the gassy Ice Climber girl at the All Star resting area, watching her fiery farts set the green grass on fire while sitting right by the fountain.
Nana shrugged with her twirling around her mallet as a means of wafting away her flatulent stink. "I don't know girl, I'm just having way too much fun with this stench of ours."
So both kept pooting.