I walk into the room wearing a black bikini and high heels. I discover a room filled with your big red balloons.

"Oh, what do we have here? A bunch of balloons. Whose balloons are they? Are they your balloons? They are, aren't they? Well, then you wouldn't care if I pop them, would you.... You see, I really really like popping balloons. I just can't seem to just leave them alone when I see them. They must be popped."

I pick up a balloon, and pull on the mouth piece, stretching it repeatedly and letting it snap back. I walk closer to you.

"What's wrong? You look a ... Show more