I was walking through the carpark in our local retail park yesterday when suddenly this bloke flew by me at a million miles an hour. I looked up to see that he was chasing a helium balloon that had escaped. His fingers were about 3mm away from the string when a sudden gust of wind sent it rocketing into space.
I was waiting to get eye contact with this bloke so that I could express my deepest sympathy. We've all been there.
But he didn't look at me. He just bent over double and screeched from the top of his lungs, "FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!"
So that was nice.
He'll pay the extra £1.50 for a weight next time I imagine.