Inflatable Boy
The inflatable boy who goes to the inflatable school was sitting at his inflatable desk listening to the inflatable teacher give the inflatable lesson. He said to himself, “I’m inflatably bored,” got up and snuck out.
Walking down the inflatable corridor he suddenly sees the inflatable headmaster walking towards him, so he pulls out an inflatable knife and stabs him!
Pwwffhffhffffffffffsssssssssssshfffbblbblblbsh!
He runs out of the inflatable school, but as he get out he thinks, “I’m in inflatable trouble now, have to hide the inflatable evidence,” and pulls his inflatable knife out and stabs the inflatable school!
PFFFFFFFFFFPWFffffffsssfffsfffssfsfppfffffssffffbblblbblsfsssh!
He runs to his inflatable home, but he’s overcome with inflatable remorse, so he pulls out the inflatable knife and stabs himself!
Pffffwwffffffh!
He wakes up and finds himself in an inflatable hospital bed. He turns his inflatable head and there in the inflatable bed next to him is the deflated headmaster. Shaking his head more in sorrow than in anger, the headmaster gravely intones:
“You’ve let me down, you’ve let the whole school down, but worst of all, you’ve let yourself down.”