"Oooh, look man a clown!" chortled Devon as he stood on the back of
his skateboard with two wheels in the air. He wore skater shorts,
long sleeve t-shirt, stocking cap and pads.
"Oh, I hate clowns," growled Rico as he rocked back and forth on his
board. His long black hair hung in his eyes. He wore t-shirt, shorts
and no pads.
"A balloon animal? I think he oughta give it to us," said Kevin the
tall blonde with a perpetual wicked gleam in his eyes.
So the posse of 8 guys moved on an intercept course with the clown
carrying the yellow balloon animal formerly known as Mike.
"Say, clowny, giving away balloon animals?"
"I like balloons!"
"Say, why don't you give it to me?"
A hand yanked the wooden stick out of the clown's hands.
"Hey, you brats! That's not for you!"
The skate punks hopped on their boards and pushed the clown down on
his butt. They roared with laughter when the rubber horn he had
stashed in his clown pants beeped when he sat on it. They skated for
the exit with their yellow rubber prize in hand. They had no idea it
used to be a person.
The clown sat there nervously trying to decide what to do. Mike was a
special order, and he didn't want to disappoint his boss. He reached
in his pocket and pulled out a regular yellow balloon. How would his
boss know anyway, he figured.