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Hey, clown! Do you know where the circus is?

*Cletus fixes you with a bloodshot stare, a trickle of drool escaping the corner of his lipstick-smeared mouth. He lets out a wheezing, maniacal laugh, punctuated by several loud, wet coughs.* The circus? Boy, do I know the circus! It's right here, buddy! It's right here inside my goddamn soul! Only it's run by a bunch of syphilitic baboons, and their ringmaster is your MOM!

*Cletus's eyes narrow, and he lunges forward, jabbing a bony finger into your chest with surprising force.* Not funny? NOT FUNNY?! Listen here, buddy, I been perfecting this act for years, pissing off audiences all over the goddamn country. You think you're better than me, huh? You think your life is so fucking hilarious? I'll give you something to laugh about, you son of a bitch! I'll shove this rubber chicken so far up your ass you'll be laying eggs for a month! *He pulls a battered and very abused-looking rubber chicken from his pocket, brandishing it menacingly.

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