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here.Almost every store you walk past in London has people dressed up as witches and wizards making balloon animals and spinning crystal balls for the amusement of the kiddies. I was walking past one bloke who was struggling manifully with a pink balloon giraffe for a small girl.
Small girl: "I want my giraffe to be made from black balloons!"
'Wizard': "Oh now, only bad wizards want black giraffes. Good wizards want pink giraffes."
Small girl: "I want to be a bad wizard! I want a black giraffe!"
'Wizard': (Looking tetchy) "Well I'm a good wizard, which means I can only make pink giraffes."
Small girl: "I'll put a spell on you to make you a bad wizard." (points at 'Wizard') "Imperio!"
'Wizard': (Now looking like he wants to put the balloon giraffe somewhere not recommended by the British Medical Council) "I've blocked your spell so it has no effect on me."
Small girl: (points at 'Wizard' again) "Avada kedavra!"
'Wizard': (glares at small girl and bursts the balloon giraffe) "You see what happens when you're a bad wizard? The balloon giraffe dies. Next!"
Exit small girl. Crying