"What's the matter with you guys?" Carmine scoffed since she seemed to be the only one left dancing on the dance floor at the cowboy populated western ranch with her farts helping to add extra bass to the beat of the music since she was stinking up in cowgirl clothing that made her fit in extremely easily with her twirling around her hat in the air and catching it since she slapped her brapper which made her poot more times. "It's not like you haven't stunk out in the wild west! Now stop being yellow bellied and come dance with me and my stinker!"