8/19/2008

Stevie's Log 180809

There's a guy in town today who was in the shopping centre selling balloon animals. The kids were queuing up and loving it. I didn't get one because I know what I'm like.

Man: What animal do you want?
Me: Sea urchin! Good luck with that!

But really, when you think about it, what are you buying from that bloke? You're buying old man breath. Sure, there's some rubber in there but you could buy those balloons elsewhere, so you're paying a premium for the old man breath.

Still, might be handy if you're stopped by the police and given a breathalyser test. You'd be off the scale on the Wurther's Original content, but fine on the drink.

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