Some dude in Denver bought the bubble boy ballon for $2,500 (what a bargain!) and is going to hang it up in his sporting goods store and then cut it into pieces and sell the pieces to clowns. End of an era.

Some dude in Denver bought the bubble boy ballon for $2,500 (what a bargain!) and is going to hang it up in his sporting goods store and then cut it into pieces and sell the pieces to clowns. End of an era.
“Cool job, guys. Super love what you’ve done with the place.” –God
Sure, it seems like a lot of money, but when you’re talking balloon prices, you have to account for inflation.
Relax, Taco. It’s only Monday. It’s way to early for awesome comments like this!
Is this my cue to go make a racist joke over at stereogum?
I don’t think that this guy understands the concepts of marketing or memorabilia very well.
What will I miss most about Richard Heene? His body.
I’ll tell you where I hid it if you promise not to go to the cops.
What I appreciate about the general populace nowadays is, while they take hold of stupid things like the balloon boy for way too long, they forget about them just as quickly. “Bro! I bought the balloon by balloon!” “The what?”
Well, I’ve been doing a bang up job with the whole spelling thing today. Mondays, right?
It’s oaky Dtriy Scpae Nwes, it hpapnes to all of us on Mndoyas.
Richard Heene needed to sell the balloon so he could help cover moving expenses to bring his family to Nebraska, where he secured a job in the Research and Development department at Ronco Industries.
Oh the humanity…