"Surely this is the way." "I hope you're right." Was spoken by the pooting pair while both Carmine and Pauline farted their way through the tunnel that the maze they were in led to and it brought them outside with the pretty pooting pair wondering where to go from there since they observed their puffed up pair of pooped pants that perfectly fit their plump pooters and they were of course quick to fan their roaring rears since they were feeling the sewer scented heat emitting from within their brap bakeries. "Which way is our scent lingering Pauline?" "I feel our broken wind heading westward Carmine!"