Melody was laughing very heartily to herself upon noting the fact that her loud brown notes were getting deeper pitched with every fart that she had her rumbling rump roar out within the reeking tuba that had its paint corroded by the sewage like stench, with her playfully fanning her plump poltergeist pooter since she could feel herself staining her brown marked dress with more sharting smears. "Peeyew~! My brap blaster sound like a muddy chainsaw and smells like the sewers of a packed mansion on a good week! Wanna take a break... oh wait on that thought perhaps not because you're already ripping apart as it is!"