Captain Toad was farting as usual since he felt really gassy tonight: he was fanning himself since he could feel himself getting sweaty from his smelly fumes that emitted out of his dump truck, with it being clear from the mostly happy expressions on his smiling face that he was enjoying the sensation of his body being able to produce such a strong scent that could cause the grass around him to wilt with the clouds in the sky having a darker tint to them due to the fumigating fumes from his rumbling rump. "Hoo boy is this really coming back to bite me! Good thing I like being so stinky! It's absolutely amazing that I can smell myself even though I don't have a nose!"