Robert realised he's have to blow like he's never blown before (excluding, of course, that incident with the goat). In a flash, he'd managed to blow a bubble from the gum large enough to float him out of the quicksand.
As he drifted lazily through the azure sky, he suddenly realied that his breath should be carbon dioxide rich and thus heavier than air. Why was he floating? Perhaps it was soemthing to do with that radioactive helium canister that had bitten him while he was ogling Mary-Jane.
Robert realised he had become Helium-boy!
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