“Skidmark, get my best suit pressed and my hair shellacked. It's time for a press conference!” MassHole declared, puffing out his chest.

In front of a crowd of reporters, MassHole stepped up to the podium, his trademark smirk firmly in place. “People of Fartlantic City, I come to you today with a vision – a vision of a city where the air is thick with the glorious aroma of freedom! And who better to lead you into this brave new world than me, the MassHole?”

The crowd murmured uncertainly, but MassHole pressed on. “Under my leadership, Fartlantic City will become the flatulence capital of the world! No longer will we be overshadowed by that windbag FartMan and his precious Windopolis. The future is here, and it smells like victory!”

How should MassHole further promote his vision?

A. Commission a giant gold statue of himself
B. Launch a “MassHole for Mayor” campaign
C. Announce a chili cook-off in Fart Tower's honor