Baldo by Hector D. Cantú and Carlos Castellanos for May 30, 2010
Transcript:
Dad: When I was a boy, I inflated 200 balloons with helium. Dad: I tied them all to this little lawn chair we had. Dad: I didn't really fly very high. I just crashed into my house... Dad: Actually, I broke a window... then smacked into a rosebush. Dad: I had lots of nasty scratches up and down my arms and legs! Baldo: You can just say this is a stupid idea. Dad: Consequences, my boy, are the best teachers.
fritzoid, love that poem!