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Looks like I have been awarded some time away from all the other inmates and given my commissary money to buy whatever I wish.

Well, of course I purchased balloons instead of honeybuns. I have been on such good behavior that they let me hang out in the in-processing room during my solo recess.

I could have made some phone calls or written letters but I needed a reprieve from my reality so I decide to inflate many balloons with my mouth and lips. I tie them off and start piling them on the restraint chair that some require to submit if they are unruly or uncooperative.

I think it makes a great place to put all my inflated loons while I blow up more.

I am wearing overalls that are 20 x too large on me but hey, at least its better than too small.

I then start destroying each loon as they were created for. I burst them in a variety of ways. I bite2pop some, I use my nails to squeeze 2 pop others. I use my barefeet to pop others. I sit on the wooded bench with loons beneath my ass to burst others.

I almost forgot where I was as I am truly in my element with the loons just waiting to be turned into shards by means of my hands, body, feet, ass and more.

I use the restraint chair to destroy others. ahhhhh. I sure wish i could do this daily. What a great reprieve from reality behind bars.

I will keep up my good behavior if you send me more commissary money so i can blow up, tie off, and destroy more balloons with a smile.