So this little fella' caused a lot of grief the past couple of nights, driving us loony..hahah..ahem...Anyways, I received a balloon "bouquet" for my birthday, which ended up floating around my house for a couple of days. After most of the other guys had run out of "air", Mr. Smiley was running strong, floating around, and always trying to escape out the front door (I should of let him go....) Very late one night this awful sound is coming from above us, and it turns out to be Mr. Smiley getting the crap beat out of him by our ceiling fan, so my ever so awesome boyfriend Kenric gets out of bed, and put him in the shower. An hour later the bastard manages to get out of the shower and proceeded again to an ass whoopin' from now, the ceiling fan in our living room. Why Mr. Smiley, Why?!? Kenric, fed up with Mr. Smiley's shenanigans put him to piece (ha) by repeatedly stabbing him. Rest in Piece Mr. Smiley.
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