As Chad and Andy were chatting with another carniv, Dylan came running up. He was sure he squeaked as he ran.
"Now you boys, look like you'd be in the market for a more traditional practical joke," the carnie said sliding a wooden chair behind Dylan and pushing him back on the seat. He grabbed Chad and positioned him with his back to seated Dylan. "Allow me to demonstrate the Super Whoopee cushion!"
He pushed Chad backwards into Dylan's lap. There was a halacious noise like someone farting, and farting and worse, as the air rushed out of Dylan. Chad stood up and looked at flattened Dylan draped over the chair.
"How do we reinstate him!?"