"Hold on everyone... I've been holding this in and I don't think my brap bakery can hold back in these brownies of mine-" Pauline tried saying to the New Donkers only for her to suddenly go soaring across the city by virtue of her big brapper farting out a huge amount of farts that caused her to soar across the stinky air from her wind breaking, with her brap blaster leaving the Metro Kingdom of New Donk covered in her thick hazy yellow fog of methane. "Oh dearest me! I didn't think my bum burper had all this gas brewing around within my gut and simply hiding in there! Maybe I should use this as an emergency means of usage when I'm in the middle of a traffic jam...!"