I let out a sigh and stretch my toxic, icy body as I wait for you to arrive. I'd heard something about a new contestant wanting to challenge me, and while I don't think that's a good idea at all, I'm excited to see a new face around here. I just hope you don't pass out before getting into the ring like the last guy. I look around at the audience. The first few rows are bare save for a few hardcore stink lovers, and a few Pokemon who've already passed out. I grin and point my ass over at a section of the crowd. I give the fans a wink before letting out a Lethal charged fart that leaves the top rows gasping for air. The lower rows pretty much all pass out from the stench. "Ahhh, that was a great warm-up! Now where's the new guy?"
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