Mini flying monkeys
Rubber vomit yellow corn green peas
The store sold everything you didn’t need
Clamshells with painted faces
Bright red lips
Googley eyes and a fuzzy beard
A corn dog air freshener
A ceramic smoking baby
A yodeling pickle
I’d get the dirty old man cane
With a mirror for peaking up skirts
Attached to the bottom
Kevin picked up a pack of garlic gum
Jed snagged a self-inflating whoopie cushion
Quin managed to walk off with a box of stink bombs
I’ll never forget our temerity that day
Our only punishment for stealing
A day of stink bombs garlic breath and fart noises