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once, i fell in love with a ballon. but, i was recruited by the army. foolishly i accepted. it sucked, as soon as i got some shut eye, the sun was up. they worked me long and hard and i was always exercising!
i got the hell out of there asap! i started drinking and forgot all about my long lost ballon. i got a job juggling and re-enacting famous french battles. while the money was good, i wasn't happy. i met a sexy red balloon, but i wasn't happy.
i decided to call my old ballon. but a strange ballon answered and wouldn't tell me where my old ballon was. so i went out and got drunk. then, through the grape vine, i heard that my old ballon became a sharp-shooter or the mexican police! i searched high and low in mexico for my balloon.. much tequila was had.
eventually, i went to a psychic that told me a kid took my balloon to disneyworld!! and there in the crowd i was stunned to see my balloon!!!
i challenged the kid to a duel! little did i know that the kid was friends with mr. t and batman!! but before anything happened the kid noticed my red balloon and offered to trade! i said, "hell yeah!" and everyone lived happily ever after.
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