Some blimps are better left dead.

Johnny, I was at loudon a few times but I learned that the wood ticks, even in daylight, were way too hardcore for me.

 

Any wood tick on Animal Hill that was brazen enough to try to suck my blood died of alcohol poisoning.

Some badass that lived at the Rest Home decided to ride up with us one year. What he saw on Friday night was bad enough for him. He came up to me at 10:00 AM Saturday morning and said he was leaving. "This is just too much for me!"
I told him to stay, that we were just getting started. He said no again and bailed. McDote came up to me several hours later and asked when the guy was. I told him the guy went home.
"He's a woman!"

 

OK, that makes more sense...checking on Zany Brainy showed it went belly-up in '01.

 

Probably because of lawsuits for selling those blimps.