You left your balloons in the living room while you ran next door to the neighbors and asked me to not pop them. I call our roommate Zoe up and tell her that you have left your balloons in the living room again. I grab your cluster of balloons and my scissors as we discuss how we hate balloons and how much of a pussy you are for liking them. As we are talking on the phone I begin to cut small holes in the necks of your balloons slowly deflating them. When they have lost a lot of their air I take the scissors and cut them. I know I promised I wouldn't pop them but you should know better than to... Show more