A TOOTorial #2, Mardi Gas

Where the Fffrrps Go
A TOOTorial Guide to StinkerTown

Lesson Two
“Mardi Gas”

      Professor Harry Fffrrp speaking and your just in time to get a whiff of the most important day of the year in StinkerTown. It’s the day Fffrrps look forward to all year long.  Every year on this day, the entire town gathers together at the Beanie Town Square for the biggest Fffrrp festival this side of Heartburn Hill. You guessed it, the 10th Annual Mardi Gas Festival!

         The day began just as it has every year since Lady Cocoa Beanie began the tradition of Mardi Gas 10 years ago. The whole town was buzzing as the Fffrrps tootered around town gathering last minute items for the big event. Decorations were being hung, food was being prepared and the Natural Gas Mall was flooded with lady Fffrrps getting their weekly vapor rubs.
         Everything seemed to be right on track, but little did the Fffrrps know, this years Mardi Gas was about to turn horribly wrong. And the town has no one else to blame but the one and only Beanie Junior.

        Hidden under the leaves of the eggplants in Farmer Glade’s garden, StinkerTown was founded by General Beanie Fffrrp during the Stink Bomb riots of ’89 as a safe place for all Fffrrp refugees. The Beanie family stills dwells here today as one of the richest families in the Odorworld. Despite the many scentsational accomplishments of the Beanie ancestors, the youngest Beanie is a few scents short of a full bouquet.  Beanie Junior is a floating disaster. Junior doesn’t sniff out trouble, trouble sniffs out Junior.

         The Mardi Gas festivities are officially kicked off at dusk with the Mayor’s Annual Cutting of the Cheese. Once the giant block is sliced, the fun begins. It was at this moment Junior arrived in his brand new PooterScooter which he had just purchased that afternoon. It was the only one of its kind in town. He was so excited to show it off to everyone at the festival that he didn’t even notice the school band, the “StinkerTown Blowers”, coming around the corner! He drove right into Rip the Tuba player, sending his giant horn sailing into the air.
         

      After what seemed liked hours, Rip’s Tuba plunged from the sky, bounced off the giant block of Cheese and came to rest on Sheriff Barney Fffrrps petrol car.  Rip rushed across the square in an effort to rescue his injured horn, not noticing the scattered pieces of what used to be a PooterScooter directly in his path. Tripping, Rip, like his Tuba, went flying into the air and landed directly in the center of the Giant Mardi Gas Punch Bowl. The gassy cannonball caused a tidal wave of red punch that drenched Rosie Fffrrp, ruining her new dress. That was the final straw. Rosie grabbed a broken piece of the giant cheese block and threw it at Junior hitting him right between the eyes. This was no ordinary Mardi Gas, not ordinary at all!


         The whole town sat silent in shock after witnessing the horrifying string of events. Out of the silence, Sheriff Barney Fffrrp barked, “JUNIOR!” Mayor Big Cheese tried to lighten the mood by ordering the school band to begin playing, “When the Scents Come Marching In”. As the music began, Beanie Junior was seen darting away as fast as he could in the direction of Mr. Coffee’s Fffrrpachino stand, with Sheriff Barney closely tailing his scent.


         The next day, every Fffrrp in town was gassiping about the unforgettable events of the previous night’s fiasco. Sheriff Barney finally sniffed out Beanie Junior hiding under the toadstools in the nearby Fungal Forest. Beanie was issued a smelling citation and was assigned to the festival cleaning crew as his punishment. As Beanie Junior swept up the broken pieces of cheese he began to feel guilty for what he had done. Maybe showing off his new PooterScooter was not the best thing to do. Beanie suddenly had an idea!

         Junior would throw another party, a Beanie Bash, to make up for the one he had ruined. Here he would apologize to all the Fffrrps of StinkerTown for his selfish actions. He bought Rosie a new dress and Rip a new Tuba as well as the Mayor a new block of cheese. And for the most Fffrrptastic gift of all...
He bought every Fffrrp in StinkerTown a new PooterScooter!


         Beanie Junior was forgiven, but learned a very important lesson. Some Fffrrps aren’t as lucky as others and showing off only hurts Fffrrp feelers. The next time you start to brag about something of yours, stop and think about what happened to Junior. I am Professor Harry Fffrrp and I hope you have learned another potent lesson from the inhabitants of StinkerTown about common scents.

Keep a nose out for these other smelly stories...
Lesson #1: A Scentsation is Born
Lesson #2: Mardi Gas
Lesson #3: The Fffrrps World Tour
Lesson #4: SuperToot and the Fffrrpetrator
Lesson #5: Cosmic Fffrrps
Lesson #6: 10,000 Fffrrps Under the Sea
Lesson #7: Night of the Living Fffrrps
Lesson #8: Ode to the Porcelain King
Lesson #9: Dollars and Scents
Lesson #10: Captain Spice and the Pirates of the Carob-Bean