There's nothing like a summer afternoon for a walk in the woods. Come with me as I blow up and a large boa of Mexican balloons to my favorite spot by the lake. There, with no one around to see, I play with my balloons just the way they should be played with. Gently at first, and then cruelly at the end.
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There's nothing like a summer afternoon for a walk in the woods. Come with me as I blow up and a large boa of Mexican balloons to my favorite spot by the lake. There, with no one around to see, I play with my balloons just the way they should be played with. Gently at first, and then cruelly at the end.