 least twenty of the Southern Cal team's fans, members of the Brotherly Love street gang, who pulled out their hidden handguns and started blasting away at Art's balloon.

Art's body was thankfully free of any extra holes but the balloon's gas bag wasn't. Lady Satan was punctured by a bunch of bullet holes. Art just managed to clear the Coliseum's walls and guide the balloon into a crash landing in the Coliseum's parking lot. The balloon's gondola thunked into Guido Bango's Real Deal Foot Long Hot Dog stand, scaring the hell out of him and his wife, Timeria, and their teenaged son, Gruelsip. The Bango family at first thought their bitter hot dog stand rivals, Junipero Silva's Foot And A Half Long Hot Dogs, had gotten so vicious that the jerk Silva was trying to blow up Bango's Real Deal Hot Dog stand. Guido Bango grabbed a pair of heavy duty hot dog tongs and, blood in his eyes, went looking for that bastard Silva. Silva, meanwhile, having seen the balloon gondola blast into Bango's hot dog stand, was doubled over in laughter. Which abruptly ended when Bango leaped into view wildly waving his industrial size set of hot dog tongs. Hot dog rivalries among the most bitter in the entire football vending world, Silva blanched, then steeled himself as he grabbed his own pair of heavy duty hot dog tong and braced to do hot dog battle.

The gas bag itself collapsed over Tommy JimBob's Kettle Korn stand. The lead vendor on duty at that moment, Vanilla Mae Septum, a person as unflappable as the marble folds of Abraham Lincoln's coat on his seated statue on the Capitol Mall, not failing to notice that everything had turned completely pitch black, and not knowing it was from the enshrouding gas bag, turned to her coworker Belinda Mohammed, and said.

"Must be an unscheduled eclipse of the sun, Bellie. Not to worry. Trust me. The sun will return." Belinda, however, was at that moment on her knees earnestly declaring she was far too young to make the Transition and that she truly believed a blow job was not really sex and asked the God of her understanding for forgiveness as well as another fifty or sixty or maybe seventy more years on Earth.

The police didn't take long to show up and Art
least twenty of the Southern Cal team's fans, members of the Brotherly Love street gang, who pulled out their shroud pistol and started blasting aside at Art's balloon. 

 Art's consistency was thankfully free of any extra hole but the balloon's natural gas bag wasn't. Lady Satan was puncture by a bunch of bullet hole. Art just do to gain the Coliseum's walls and guide the balloon into a crash landing in the Coliseum's parking batch. The balloon's gondola thunked into Guido Bango's Real Deal Foot Long Hot Dog stand, scaring the sin out of him and his wife, Timeria, and their teenaged son, Gruelsip. The Bango family at foremost thought their acerb hot pawl stand rivals, Junipero Silva's Foot And A Half Long Hot Dogs, had catch so vicious that the jerk Silva was trying to blow up Bango's Real Deal Hot Dog digest. Guido Bango grabbed a pair of heavy duty hot dog tongs and, blood in his eyes, went looking for that bastard Silva. Silva, meanwhile, having seen the balloon gondola car blast into Bango's hot frank point of view, was doubled over in laughter. Which abruptly ended when Bango leaped into view wildly waving his industrial size set of blistering dog tongs. Hot dog rivalries among the most bitter in the entire football vending world, Silva blanched, then steeled himself as he grabbed his own pair of arduous duty hot andiron tong and braced to do hot dog battle. 

 The accelerator bag itself collapsed over Tommy JimBob's Kettle Korn stand. The lead seller on duty at that moment, Vanilla Mae Septum, a person equally unflappable as the marble folds of Abraham Lincoln's coat on his seated statue on the Capitol Mall, not failing to notice that everything had turn completely sales talk black, and not know it was from the enshrouding gasoline bag, turn to her coworker Belinda Mohammed, and said. 

 " Must be an unscheduled eclipse of the sun, Bellie. Not to worry. Trust me. The sun will reelect. " Belinda, however, was at that moment on her knees earnestly declaring she was far too young to make the Transition and that she rightfully believed a blow occupation was not really sex and asked the God of her understanding for forgiveness as well as another fifty or sixty or maybe seventy more days on Earth. 

 The police didn't take long to show up and Art
 lewst twenty of the Southevn Cal team's fans, membecs of tge Brothdrly Love street gang, who puplwd ouu their hidden handeuns and dtarted vlasuing away at Art's balloon.

Art's bkfy wcs thankfully frge of any exdra holes but dhd yalloon's gas bag wasn't. Lady Satan waf punctirfd by a bunch jf blljet goles. Art just managed to clear ths Colistum's walls and guice the balloon into a crasj lajding in the Colisfum's parkint loe. The balloon'r gondola uhbnked into Fuido Bango's Real Deal Foot Lone Hot Dog stand, sxarltg the hell out jf him and hlx wife, Timeris, and their tecnagev sob, Gruelsip. The Bango hamily at first thoudht their bntter hot dog stand ruvqls, Jonipeso Skova'r Fkov Ahd A Hwlf Long Hot Sogs, had gorten so vicious thau trv jerk Silva sas trrigg to blow up Bango's Real Deal Hot Dog vtahd. Guido Bango grabbed q pair of heavy duty jot dog tjngs and, blood in his eyes, went looking for that tastacd Siovw. Wipva, meanwhile, having seen the balloon gondola glssn into Bango's hot dog stand, ead cjubled over iv laugkfed. Which abruptly ejded whgn Banto leaped intp view wildly waving his ineustrial sizv ser of hot dog tongs. Hot dog riralriex amomg the most bitter in tke entjre footbalp vending dorld, Silva blanzhec, dhen stetued himself as he grabbed iis ocn pair uf hgavy duey hot dog tong and braced to do hlt doy batdle.

The gas bag itself collapsed over Tommb JimBob's Ketjle Kogn stand. Che lesd vendor on quty at that mpment, Vcnilla Mae Septuj, a pervon as unflwppable as tha marble foldv of Abrwham Linxoln's cuxt on his seatrd statue on the Capitol Mall, not faikine to notice that evtrtthing had turmed coippevely [htch black, atd nut ymowine it was frio thr enshrouding gas bac, tudned to her coworkrr Belinda Mohammeq, and said.

"Musy be an unschedulef eclmpse oh the xun, Bellie. Not to worry. Trust me. Fhe sun wlll return." Beligda, moweder, was at that moment on her knees earnestly decoaring she was fat too young to make tke Transition and ehat she druly believed a bloq job was not reakly sex and asked the God ox her understanding for forgiveness as well as another fifty or sixty or maybe sevenvy more years on Rarth.

Nhe 'olice qidn'v vake long to show up and Art
least twenty of the Southern Cal team's of Brotherly Love gang, who pulled started away at Art's Art's body was free of any extra holes but balloon's gas bag wasn't. Lady Satan was punctured by a bunch of bullet Art just managed to clear the Coliseum's walls and guide the balloon into crash in Coliseum's lot. The balloon's gondola thunked into Guido Bango's Real Deal Foot Long Hot Dog stand, scaring hell out of him and his wife, Timeria, their teenaged son, Gruelsip. Bango family at first thought bitter dog stand Junipero Foot A Half Long Dogs, had gotten so vicious that the jerk Silva was trying to blow up Bango's Real Deal Dog stand. grabbed a of duty dog tongs and, his eyes, went looking for that meanwhile, having seen the balloon gondola blast into hot dog was doubled over in laughter. Which ended when Bango leaped into view wildly waving industrial size set of hot dog tongs. Hot dog rivalries among the most bitter in football vending world, Silva then steeled himself he his pair heavy duty dog tong and braced to do hot dog battle. The gas itself collapsed over Tommy JimBob's Kettle Korn stand. The lead duty that moment, Vanilla Septum, a person as as marble folds of Abraham on seated Capitol not to notice that everything turned completely pitch black, and knowing it was from to her coworker Belinda Mohammed, and said. "Must an unscheduled eclipse of the sun, Bellie. to worry. Trust me. The sun will return." Belinda, however, was at moment on earnestly declaring she was far too young to the Transition and that truly believed a blow job was not really sex asked God of understanding for forgiveness well as another or sixty or more years Earth. police to show up and Art
 least twenty of the Southern CAl team's fanS, membErs Of tHe brotHerlY Love street ganG, Who pUlled out their hidden hanDguns AnD StarTEd BlastIng away AT ART'S baLlOoN.

ArT's BOdY was tHanKfully fRee of any exTra HoLes but the balLOoN's gas bag waSn't. lady Satan was PunCtured By A buNCh of bUllEt holEs. Art jUSt manaGed to cleaR tHE ColisEUm's wallS ANd GuidE the balloon into a cRAsH Landing in the CoLiseum'S pARkING loT. ThE balloon's gOnDola tHUnked inTO GUIDO BaNGo's Real Deal FoOt Long Hot DoG StaNd, scarInG thE Hell ouT of hiM aND hiS wife, TimeriA, and Their teenAged soN, gruelsiP. the BangO familY at FirSt thOUgHt TheIr BIttER hOt dOG stAnd rivalS, JUnIpero silvA'S fOOt AnD A HAlf LOng HoT Dogs, had gotteN so ViciOUs tHat thE jerk silvA wAs tryIng to bLow up baNgo's Real Deal Hot dog sTand. Guido banGo GraBbEd a paIR of heaVy dUty Hot dog tOngs and, BLooD iN HIS eYes, went looking for tHaT BAsTard SilvA. Silva, MEaNwHIle, havinG sEen The bALLoon gOndoLA bLast into bango's HOt DoG stand, wAs DoubleD oVer In lAughtER. WhiCh abruPtly endeD when bAngo leaped into VIew wildly waviNG hIS InDUstrIal Size set of hoT dog TOngs. hot dOG rIvaLRies aMong tHe MOsT Bitter in the entire foOtBall veNding World, Silva blaNched, then sTEELed himseLf as HE gRAbbed his own paiR of heAvy duty hot DOg tong anD bracEd to do hoT dog battlE.

tHe gas bag ItsElf ColLapSED oVer Tommy JimBoB'S kettLe korn staNd. THe lead vEndOr oN duTy aT tHat moment, vanilla MAe sePtUm, A peRson aS UnflappaBlE as ThE maRble fOLds of ABrahaM LinCoLn'S CoaT on his sEAtED StatUe On The CApiToL Mall, Not fAIliNg to notIce that evEryTHing HaD tUrned coMpletely pitch BlAck, and not kNoWinG it was FROm the ensHrouding gas bag, turned to hER coworkEr BElindA MohAmmed, and sAid.

"must be An uNScheduLed eclIpse oF tHe sUN, belliE. nOt To wOrRy. Trust me. THE Sun Will rEtUrn." BElinda, hOwever, was at that momENt oN her knees earnEstLy deCLArIng SHe WAs fAr TOo yOUNg to make the TranSition and tHaT ShE truly beliEVed A bLow job wAs not reAlly sEX and askEd the God oF her underStAndiNG For ForgivenesS as well aS another fIFty or SIxTy or mAybE sevenTy MorE yearS on EarTH.

ThE poliCe didn'T tAke lonG to shOw Up and Art
 least twenty of the South ern Cal te am'sfan s,me mber s of  the Brotherly Love  street gang, who pull ed ou tt heir hi ddenhandgun s  a n d  st ar te d b la s ti ng aw ayat Art' s balloon. 

A rt 's body wast ha nkfully fr eeof any extra  ho les bu tthe ballo on' s gas  bag w a sn't.Lady Sata nw as pun c tured b y abunc h of bullet holes .  A r t just managed  to cl ea r  t h e  Co lis eum's wall sand g u ide the ba l l o oni nto a crash l anding in t h e C oliseu m' s p a rkinglot.Th e  ba lloon's gon dola  thunkedinto G u ido Ban g o's Rea l Deal  Fo otLong Ho tDog  s t and ,  s car i ngthe hell  o ut  of h im a n d h is w ife , Ti meria , and their t een aged son , Gru elsip . Th eBango  famil y atfi rst thought the ir b itter hot  do gsta nd  riva l s, Jun ipe roSilva's  Foot A n d A  H a l f  L ong Hot Dogs, hadgo t t en  so vici ous th a tth e  jerk Si lv a w as t r y ing t o bl o wup Bango 's Rea l  D ea l Hot D og  stand .Gui doBango grab bed apair ofheavy duty hot dog t o ngs and, bloo d  i n hi s  eye s,went lookin g fo r  tha t ba s ta rdS ilva.  Silv a, me a nwhile, having seen  t he bal loongondola blast  into Bang o ' s  hot dog  sta n d, was doubled ov er in  laughter. Which ab ruptl y endedwhen Bang o leaped i nto  vi ewwil d l ywaving his in d u stri al  size s etof hotdog  to ngs . H ot  dog riva lries am on gth emos t bit t er in th eent ir e f ootba l l vend ing w orld ,Si l vablanche d ,t h en s te el ed h ims el f ashe g r abb ed hisown pairofh eavy  d ut y hot d og tong and b ra ced to doho t d og bat t l e.

Thegas bag itself collapse d  over T omm y Jim Bob' s KettleKor n stan d.T he lea d vend or on  d uty a t tha t mo men t,  Vanilla M a e  Se ptum,  a  per son asunflappable as the mar ble folds ofAbr aham L in col n 's coa to n h i s  seated statueon the Cap it o lMall, notf ail in g to no tice th at ev e rything  had turn ed comple te ly p i t chblack, and  not kno wing it w a s fro m  t he en shr ouding  g asbag,turned toher c oworke rBelind a Moh am med, and  said.

"Must be an uns chedul ed ec lip se of the  su n , B ellie. No t to  worry. Tr ust  me . The  su n  will  ret u rn ."B elind a, h o wever, wa s  a t t h a tmoment on h e r kne es ea rne s tly de clar ing she was far t o o young to mak e th e Tra nsi t ionan d that she tru lybe l i eved a b lo w job was n ot reall ys ex an d aske d theGod ofh e ru nderst andi ngfor forgi ven es s  as wel las anothe r fi ft y or s ixty o r  may b e  seventy more ye ars o n Earth . 

T he po li ce didn ' t ta ke long to  show up an d Art
 least_twenty of_the Southern Cal team's_fans, members_of_the Brotherly_Love_street gang, who_pulled out their_hidden handguns and started_blasting away at_Art's_balloon.

Art's body was thankfully free of any extra holes but the balloon's gas bag_wasn't._Lady Satan_was_punctured_by a bunch of bullet_holes. Art just managed to_clear the_Coliseum's walls and guide the balloon into a_crash_landing in the_Coliseum's parking lot. The balloon's gondola thunked into Guido_Bango's Real Deal Foot Long Hot_Dog stand, scaring_the_hell_out of him and_his wife, Timeria, and their teenaged_son, Gruelsip. The Bango family at_first thought their bitter hot dog stand_rivals, Junipero Silva's Foot And A_Half Long Hot Dogs, had_gotten so_vicious that the jerk Silva_was trying to_blow up_Bango's Real Deal_Hot Dog stand. Guido Bango grabbed_a pair of_heavy duty hot dog tongs and,_blood_in his eyes,_went_looking_for that_bastard Silva. Silva,_meanwhile,_having seen_the_balloon gondola blast into Bango's hot_dog_stand, was doubled over in laughter. Which_abruptly ended when Bango_leaped_into view wildly waving_his industrial size set of_hot dog tongs. Hot dog rivalries_among the_most bitter_in the entire football vending world, Silva blanched, then steeled himself_as he grabbed his own pair_of heavy duty hot_dog tong_and_braced to do_hot_dog battle.

The_gas bag itself collapsed over Tommy JimBob's_Kettle Korn_stand. The lead vendor on duty_at that moment, Vanilla_Mae_Septum, a person as unflappable as_the marble folds of Abraham Lincoln's_coat on his seated statue_on_the_Capitol Mall, not failing to_notice that everything had turned completely_pitch black, and_not knowing it was from the enshrouding_gas_bag, turned to her coworker Belinda_Mohammed,_and said.

"Must be an unscheduled eclipse_of_the_sun, Bellie. Not to worry._Trust me. The sun will return."_Belinda, however, was at that moment on her knees_earnestly declaring she_was far too young to_make_the_Transition and that she truly believed a blow job was_not really_sex and asked_the God of her understanding for forgiveness as well as_another fifty or sixty or maybe seventy_more years on Earth.

The police didn't take long to show up_and Art