Space Ghost was watching Tiny Kong fart for him as Uncle Grandpa came crashing through the roof, breaking apart the desk by accident.
"Good... morning." Uncle Grandpa groaned as he creaked his back, feeling exhausted as he shook his head. "Phew, I feel so tired."
"Feel tired, citizen?" Space Ghost remarked as he raised his hand, causing Tiny Kong to stop belting out her brassy deep pitched tuba toots from her farting big butt. "You just came out of nowhere."
"No I don't, cause if I did that, then my pants would be messy." Uncle Grandpa confirmed as he winked at Tiny Kong.
"Errr..." Tiny Kong remarked, being in her matured modern design as she rubbed the back of her head with her right hand as she turned to Space Ghost. "...can I go back to farting now? I have a couple of wet poots in here..."
"Not now, fart face!" Space Ghost snapped as he blasted Tiny Kong with his Destructo Ray, turning to Uncle Grandpa as he raised his left hand. "Tell me, can you make a fanfic work?"
"Oh sure I will! For you, big guy!" Uncle Grandpa stated while Baneposting as he whistled, his RV crashing from the ceiling as it crushed Space Ghost. "Whoops. Sorry about that."