My Funny Girl Strikes Again

One night, Papa, Phoebe, Mommy and Reuben were lying on the bed, getting ready for dreamland.

~poooooo~

Papa : Hmm... Who break wind? Is it Phoebe? You want to poo poo?
Phoebe : No. Not me. Is it you? Is it papa?
Papa : No, not me.
Phoebe : Is it mommy?
Mommy : Yes, it's me.
Phoebe : Hmmm... so smelly! *tsk* [irritated] Mommy you should go to the toilet to break wind. You cannot break wind here. You go toilet and poo poo! [then she turned round to face her papa]
Mommy : (-_-)

(***Aiyoh! I can't even fart in the comfort of my own house!!!***)