All is in Blunderland

"K.I.T.T.," you say, "Where are we going?"

"Well... nowhere," K.I.T.T. replies, "And fast. Unless you can solve the riddle left by the Purple Phantom. It goes like this: you're in-"

As K.I.T.T. continues speaking, you suddenly realize that there's a rumbly in your tumbly, and that you probably shouldn't have had that second helping of Pork N' Beans. You can feel the pressure building up, and realize it would feel quite wonderful to just let loose with a thundering, full-bodied, root-tooting bomb. What do you do?