"Humba didn't think she would get so farty." Humba said to herself while stinking up her tent with pungent poots, causing her to leave the tent and go out into the open purple platform within the sky space of the Cloud Cuckooland. "Humba realizes that I stink."
"Hey there; care for a race?" Canary Mary squawked while flapping towards her spot on the platform. "I could go for a super quick chase!"
Humba pooped herself and deciding to jump off the cliff right after saying, "Humba needs to find smelly shaman and boast to him!"
"...What is her problem...?" Canary questioned while continuing to flap her wings, with no 1 in their right mind wanting to challenge Mary to yet another of her infamous cloud races.
