pop my balloon, baby!

Ehm...

*Pulls out needle
*Pokes it into balloon
*BANG!*

Like that? :D
 
the truth is, i hate balloons. when they pop, i jump and punch. some kind of involuntary reaction. :eek:

i guess the jump and punch could be some kind of sexual fetish. if i add a belt and CFM heels, it'll be a party!
 
I had a friend back in school who knew how much balloons freak me out. She would tease me by waving them around very near my head and threatening to pop them. The anticipation was the worst. When she did pop them I'd be so wound up that I'd jump ten feet in the air. That was always followed by a sense of relief though... Only years later have I realized what a loaded metaphor that was.
 
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I had a friend back in school who knew how much balloons freak me out. She would tease me by waving them around very near my head and threatening to pop them. The anticipation was the worst. When she did pop them I'd be so wound up that I'd jump ten feet in the air. That was always followed by a sense of relief though... Only years later have I realized what a loaded metaphor that was.

maybe this can be a jumper's fetish thread!
nothing really tops the relief that flows through the body, once you realize you have survived.


:mad:

*heart races*
 
Good to see i'm not the only one who is strangely creeped out by balloons...ugh, don't even like typing the word
 
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