Captain Toad was sitting on a log while he was farting about; the wooden piece was already rotting from his fungi fart fumes yet he insisted on keeping his plump pooter on it since he was looking at a map he had in his hands for he was curious as to where he should track for treasure next. "Gee my toots are keeping me thinking and I like that; but I should really decide on which path I should take. I just wonder which trail would make me more likely to shart...!"
Alas he kept on thinking and eventually he shrugged since he decided to let his toots decide the factor for him.
"I guess I could always head eastward since my stinky scent is heading the other way!"