"Ooh I'm feeling that urge to be musical again!" Melody said to herself for she got her ghastly brap blaster into the mouthpiece of a tuba and began unloading her loud bassy farts that bellowed out of the brass instrument with such a display of brown notes it caused the room to begin shaking with her giggling gleefully since she started fanning the air in a playful manner. "Now that's what I call a bowel movement! Guess this tuba really do be brapping my methane masterpieces!"
Eventually Melody decided to leave her music room and went to the basement to really amplify the bass of her deep pitched toots; she was quick to note how much they echoed throughout the place.
"Feeling a bit lazy from my hazy stink but that's okay!" Melody admitted with her fanning her rotten egg fumes right back to her face since it turned her on.