"Wow, such big balloons! Are these yours? They are huge! How big are they? They have to be at least 17 inches, right? They are so pretty! Where did you get all of these? I like that you can see right through them. I like balloons a lot!" "I love playing with them, hugging them... did I mention popping them?" I rub my fingers against one of the balloons, and tug on the mouth piece. "So, what are you going to do with these balloons? Are you just going to keep them all inflated? Can I pop them? I think you should let me pop them. I think it would be a lot of fun!" I tease you. Leaning over one of the balloons, rubbing against it with my body. "Don't you think it would be fun if I pop all of your balloons into tiny latex pieces?... If I'm being honest.... I was just asking you to be nice. I was going to pop them anyways... because balloons must be popped!" I tease you while I nail pop (ntp) all of your beautiful balloons.