As the balloons continued to inflate, float to eye-level, then burst (spewing shaving cream all over everyone), Professor Carlton floated a bit higher. She now held a small, black bag in her hands, and as she floated above the students, feathers of all shapes, sizes, and colors fell from bag.

So now, not only are the balloons spewing shaving cream all over everyone, feathers are falling--feathers that will likely stick to the shaving cream and turn you into what appears to be a chicken...riding on a wooden stick...with the head of a horse.