Melody was farting in a tuba and it was clear that she was enjoying herself since she felt turned on by the bassy brown notes emitting from the smelly musical instrument with her humming to the brassy sounds of her flatulence; after all it was clear from the pleased look on her ghastly face that she was enjoying every rotting airy blast of stench emerging from her roaring rear since she could feel how good it was for her rumbling rump to be producing such gross sounds that were waiting to be let out after hours of simmering in her growling stomach. "Ooh yes~! I just love the way my musical methane is blaring the way it is! Certainly there isn't any way for it to be so ghastly!"