The hardest part about being a clown, it seems to me, would be that you’re constantly referred to as a clown.
"Who was that clown?"
"I’m not working with that clown, did you hire that clown?"
"The guy’s a clown!"
"All he can do is clown around, he’s a nobody!"
How do you even start into being a clown? How do you know that you want to be a clown? Well, I guess you get to a point where you’re pants look so bad, it’s actually easier to become a clown than having the proper alterations done. Because if you think about it, a clown, if there isn’t a circus around them, is really just a very annoying person. You’re in the back seat of this guy’s Beetle and you go, "What, you’re picking somebody else up? Oh man! There’s 16 of us here already!"
