Captain Toad was getting a big whiff of his farts despite the fact that he didn't have a nose; after all being flatulent was his poot powered passion and it certainly helped the Toad Brigade leader keep focus when he went off to do a treasure track. "Peeyew! Those really reek! Good thing I'm happily taking in all this eggy scents of mine!"
"You know you don't have to be blasting your toots all that much right?" A tired Toad yawned while trying to get some sleep."
"What do you know?" Craptain Toad boasted since he pulled up his smeared jeans; his pooped pants were being puffed by his powerful poots. "Can't you see how fun it is to just let loose and stop worrying about everything?"
"Sure but I don't know what this has to do with flatulence-"
Braptain Toad decided to fart directly in the Toad's face since he was getting tired of the exhausted mushroom complaining about his fumigating fart fumes.