Shirley Temple Doesn't Wear Stride Rite

By: 1000th Ghost

I am tolerating this balloon.

It is here, and it is red, a beautiful, shiny red with a little glint where the sun shines on it.

It looks like it is from a cartoon.

But I am not in a cartoon, so I do not care about the cartoon balloon.

"Oh, my duck does a wonderful trick! My duck can lay an egg!"

"And just what is so wonderful about that?"

"Well, can you lay an egg?"

Oh, Shirley Temple, I love your egg-laying duck. Though neither you nor anyone else can make a hen tell the truth.

Hens can't tell anything.

Hens are stupid.

And that balloon?

I can only just bear to tolerate it, but it reminds me of something with a shoe store and my mother, so I'm going to powder my nose with an ax.