Donna wasted no time. She grabbed Meg, pushing her nose deep in bubble butt.
One by one, Donna’s Farts: “BURRRRR-ROMMP! Pooooot! Tooooot!”
Donna, while still holding Meg in ‘Fart Smeller’ position: “Hah! You ugly bitch.”
All the other women began cackling in the room, and Meg realized she had lost. She started thinking maybe if she plays along and laughs with them, that maybe all the fart bullying will stop.
Meg, pretend laughing with her nose stuck in Donna’s derrière: “Phew! I must say, the smell is quite inescapable!”
Donna: “I didn’t say yo pan-face could speak! Take some of this!”
Donna’s Fart: “FRRR-WU-OMP!” Translation? Shut up, Meg!
Lois’ laughter rang and overshadowed everyone else in the room. Somehow? She was still having the most fun. As if the group torment wasn’t already enough... Auntie Momma appears.
Auntie Momma, fanning the air: “Oooo...stars! The vapors in this place! Y’all been havin’ some fun without yo Auntie Momma?”
Auntie took Meg out from Donna’s behind and began snickering at the poor girl’s facial features.
Auntie Momma: “Dammmmn, girl! You out here always lookin’ like a Neanderthal’s groin? Well take some of Auntie Momma’s fart to compliment yo homely mug. Cuz I’m..”
Auntie Momma’s Fart, blowing Meg’s hair back: “FARRRHOMMP!”
Auntie Momma: “Outrageous!”
The ladies all laughed and clapped. Meg didn’t even have her face buried in ass that time, but only now does her face stink like sewage shit.
Meg’s confidence was shattered... both by the fart and by the various insults. Foolishly, she still attempted reverse psychology on the gals with a laugh and a smile.
Meg: “Hah! You are outrageous! Put your booty in my face and farrrrrrrrt!”
Donna had her fun and didn’t say anything but was still annoyed by Meg’s voice. She shoved the Griffin daughter’s face directly into Auntie Momma’s plump bottom unexpectedly and wrapped duct tape around them both. Meg’s attempt at reverse psychology was done for.
Auntie Momma: “As you wish, ugly thang!”
Auntie Momma’s Fart: “FARUMP, FAAARRT!”
Meg: “Aaaaaaahhh!!!”
Auntie Momma, checking her watch: “Oooh my, look at the time! Donna, sugarplum, I gots ta go back across the street. But none you worry! I’ll be taking mighty fine care of my new fart cushion. Cuz I’m...”
Auntie Momma’s Fart: “Poohoohoohoohoofroohooot!”
Auntie Momma: “Outrageous!”
Meg, screaming as she’s being taken away: “NOOOOOOOOO!”
Auntie Momma leaves the Griffin house and slowly walks back to Cleveland’s. Meg has no choice but to follow close by, with her face surely planted and ingrained in Auntie Momma’s tush for hours to come.
As the two were slowly moving down Spooner Street, Auntie Momma continuous let off a series of toots in the same raunchy, foghorn-like tone. The smell of deviled eggs and onion were indeed in the air.
Auntie Momma’s Fart Symphony: “FARUMP, FAAARRT! FARUMP, FAAARRT! FARUMP, FAAARRT!“
Meg’s head was just bobbing with each fart after fart.
Auntie, suddenly holding a tight and intimidating grip on the back of Meg’s head: “You got something else you wanna say to me, Pee-Wee?”
Meg, in fake surrender: “Ma’am, your farting booty is really tasty!”
The face farting continues and the two make it in the house...
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