Fewer people laugh at clowns these days.
Some still laugh when a clown trying to juggle bananas ends up dropping one, stepping on it, and taking a pratfall on his polka-dotted buttocks.
It’s all about pain. Not real pain, but the pain that you can sit up from and wave, “I’m OK, but that was a real fall.”
It’s all about pain and sex.
Crash a Mini Cooper into a wall, then come out in a bikini tailored for a pretty lady, waving, “I’m OK, but that was a real crash,” and just see who laughs then. See who howls.
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Title by: Joe Trip
Story by: Nick
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