The balloon guy couldn’t help notice that it was starting to become a common occurrence. He would do his gig, making animal shapes out of balloons, collect his fee and then he was robbed. When it happened twice in two nights he chalked it down to coincidence but when it happened 5, 378 times in a row, he began to suspect something wasn’t right. That’s when he contacted me for help. I have a long history of helping those who need it most and I like to think of myself as the perfect being. You don’t have to call me God but that’s the name on my business card. It didn’t take long to see what was wrong with the balloon guy. We added some words to the bottom of his poster and his problem was no more:
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Such a simple, brilliant solution.
I do tend to specialize in the simple alright.
So did Rob send you a Bill?
Bill sent Rob a bill. Rob sent Bill, several bills and a lot of referral work too!
Which only means; Where there’s a Bill, there’s a way or a Y or something!
Good work Bill, only a dirtbag would rob a balloonist.
Oh he won’t be bothered again. Sugartastic Daddy John looks after that part of the operation.