Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Killer Balloons From Hell

I am not sure why they are drawing killer balloons from hell in Art class, perhaps a lesson on the Dadaists:

Honestly, I do not understand where the killer balloons came from, and why they are attacking the peace and beauty of these lovely gardens?

Personally, I have always been a little distrustful of balloons anyway.  Although they seem delicate and happy-go-lucky, they are ready to pop at anytime, not unlike Jacks-in-the-box which have always freaked me (and the boys) out.  The balloon there in Z's drawing is particularly threatening, teeth bared, growling "I'm hungry!" menacingly  as a bee buzzes innocently...

Oh, wait.  They are Venus Flytraps, aren't they?

Oh, well, nevermind...

From Marci's '...things you don't expect to hear from the backseat...'

OK, so at lunch Nick wiped his hands on his shirt ...
Bill says, "Please don't wipe your hands on your shirt, Nick."
Nick's reply? "Well, I didn't have a towel, and shirts are cloth, and towels are cloth, so I had to use my shirt." (duh)

Ah, his first syllogism...


  1. I prefer the original killer balloon belief. I have killer balloons floating over my house right now.


  2. We are making terrariums this summer. The boys have requested Venus fly traps.

    I'm not gonna lie... I'd prefer killer balloons. I don't have to water balloons.

    1. True, you don't have to water balloons, but water balloons can be amusing.