Miriam Larios

Damn it. I'm ten minutes late to this birthday party and I'm pretty sure the kids' parents are going to yell at me. Anyways, the next couple hours are going to suck. I'll have to be in a room full of ungrateful brats. I am going to be forced to wear paint that burns my face, an itchy wig, a bright, red nose that pinches my actual one, and these giant gorilla shoes that trip me with every step I take. I'll have to stand in the middle of the room while these little kids with slimy boogers will try to hug me. If I don't hug them back, they will end up biting or kicking me. Then I'll get to spend about ten minutes blowing up a balloon animal like an alligator, bear, cat, dog, elephant, fish, giraffe, horse, iguana, jaguar, kangaroo, lion, monkey, nurse shark, octopus, penguin, quail, rhino, snake, turtle, unicorn, vulture, whale, x-ray tetra, yak, and zebra only to have it popped a couple of seconds later by a kid. They will go crying to their parents and I'll end up leaving with cake in my face and twenty dollars.