The bugaboos!

Are filling up ballons again, because it's the only way for them to make hot air. When the rest of us don't pretend not to have shiny hymens made out of ego-testicle stretched latex buttons buried in the sphincters of gratuitous mole lids. Not that burying badgers is the only way to rid yourself of butt twaddlers... In fact chloroseptic stain spectrum riding thought processes teaches us that goo bombs are relatively useless against anything but the brain bags. Cobalt blue sky people riding on the synapse are yet to be discovered by modern day Latino meteorologists. It's not so big of a deal as the dildo with a diamond origami urethra.