Needless to say, the clowns of the world (the ones who wear make-up, I mean) couldn't be happier about the week-long celebration:
"Beat it, kid. I'm on a break." Oh. Well, I mean, most of the clowns are excited. Why, just look at this giddy fella!
Tell me, Mr. Bubbles, have you ever felt more alive?Mr. Bubbles?
Uh...sir? [honking rubber nose] Hello?
Well, maybe we'll just leave him to rest in peace, and move on to...
...uh, well, not this guy. He looks dead tired.
And I'm sure these two...severed heads... are just resting, too, kids. Ha. Ha. Erm...Oh, look, here's a happy clown! So happy, in fact, he's gone cross-eyed!
(Give it a second. Theeere it is.)
On the other hand, he might be bleeding demised. You know, ceased-to-be. Expired and gone to meet his maker. Stiff, bereft of life, run down the curtain and joined the choir invisible. This may, in fact, be an EX clown.
Or he's just resting.
Well, no matter; here's a clown with a full LOAD of...uh...exuberance:
Wow, we've got a live one here! (And I think he needs a change.)Happy Clown Week, Jennifer, Julie M., Heather B., Eve & Noelle, Ashley, & Kathryn H.! May all your pies fly true, your noses honk, and your cars maintain their TARDIS- like defiance of the laws of physics.
