Last thing I remember is I was filling up a weather balloon with some Wal-Mart helium, the can ran out so I was going to finish the job by mouth... I think I sucked when i should have blown and I woke up here. :)
Now I'm trying to get away from this creepy teenager in red shoes and pig tails who keeps slapping me and bossing me around. She keeps trying to get 25 cents out of me for psychiatric help and she can't even spell the word.
Where do I go from here? I'm afraid when they made me they left ou the courage... and maybe a t
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