Captain Toad farted himself in yet another gem rewarding adventure since he was going through a bustling neon lit city that seemed to reward him with the bounty of gems upon which he garnered because of his mushroom methane. "Yes! Oh boy: I knew all those baked beans would benefit my burping bum later on! I knew it was a good night to add in a bit of chili for my usual campfire meal!"
"You sure that it's helping you out?" A Toad asked while selling hotdogs at a stand nearby.
Craptain Toad huffed and puffed up his face cheeks for his farts were helping to back him out. "Course it is; you wouldn't know since you're not an explorer!"
The Toad hotdog seller frowned upon holding a frank in his right hand. "Well way to shoot me down."
"You're damn right I would do that; and I'll blast you too!" Braptain Toad boasted upon which he let loose his massive mushroom methane on his fellow fungi, promptly taking the hotdogs spilled over the street and eating them to increase his gas passing. "Mmm: these are pretty good!"