when i was a little kid, i used to make art with anything i could find.
one time, at christmas, i found very sturdy, colorful, and strange balloons. my mother was not around, so i thought about making a surprise for her. i made a wreath and hung it on the front door of our house, where everyone could see it. when she saw my “surprise”, she almost fainted because, oops, not balloons, just a bunch of condoms
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