Welcum back to the circus noodle! I was doing some snooping around your tent after the show and oh my, was I surprised to find what I did. Not only do you have balloons everywhere, but you have blown condoms up like balloons, and have all these filthy magazines about balloons. You totally have a balloon fetish don't you? That's ok strudel noodle, your clown mistress understands. You get off on the latex of the balloons, blowing them up as they expand, and the exhilaration right before they pop. I don't judge. In fact, I brought you a gift. Not just one balloon, but lots to play with while you play with yourself. All the balloons you could ever want. Fill that brain of yours with helium like a shiny balloon. Just obey me and I'll indulge all your balloon fantasies. That's a good boy.