I'm washing dishes when there is a knock at the door. I rush down to answer it only to discover it's a delivery for me for our anniversary...balloons. I reluctantly bring them inside and read the card. The more I think about your horrible gift the angrier I become. I take my frustrations out on the helium balloons by smacking them and squeezing them roughly with my wet rubber gloves, sometimes squeezing so hard it causes the balloon to burst. All the while I'm destroying your gift with my rubber gloves, I talk about how stupid the balloons are and how much I hate them. Happy Anniversary! (lots...
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I'm washing dishes when there is a knock at the door. I rush down to answer it only to discover it's a delivery for me for our anniversary...balloons. I reluctantly bring them inside and read the card. The more I think about your horrible gift the angrier I become. I take my frustrations out on the helium balloons by smacking them and squeezing them roughly with my wet rubber gloves, sometimes squeezing so hard it causes the balloon to burst. All the while I'm destroying your gift with my rubber gloves, I talk about how stupid the balloons are and how much I hate them. Happy Anniversary! (lots...