ok ok ok ok ok, Shirbert was walking one day. I hope not too quickly, but walking just the same. He takes this fucking turn, right? And finds this hole filled with thoughts he swore he abandoned at birth. But get this, he's
Today Bobby threw spitballs at my head and called me fat. Then David stole my lunch pail and Tommy smashed my head through my locker. Then Bobo shot me and I missed the bus.
Hi, little balloon of death i like balloons i fucked up like that time my birthday was there and there were balloons everywhere i wish i could give out balloons eveeeeerrrryyyy day id give you a purple one