I grew up in a family that had a clown for a dad. I sheeeeet you not. I have blown up a ton of those balloons over the years. I can make some pretty cool stuff. The noise of twisting balloons is kinda like scratching nails on a chalkboard.
Looks like I might have to see this flick. Although watching a dude deep throat a whole balloon I am not all that hungry for lunch.

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