Deuce wrote:
Oh 3DA, such a foolish thing to say......
Have you not watched the epic film Killer Klowns from Outer Space?
Klowns kill. Period.
Well, as I understand it, there is a difference between clowns and Klowns. I would think twice before messing with a Klown, fer sherr.
But clowns? Are they not men? Underneath their whiteface and Funny Noses™ beats the heart of a living, breathing, feeling human. I quote Shakepeare, from his famous work, "The Clown of Venice."
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'Sblood, this man does me, a gentle clown, a grievous wrong.
He hath disgraced me, and
hindered me half a million; laughed at my nose,
mocked at my suspenders, scorned my tiny car, thwarted my jokes, cooled my clown friends, heated mine
enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Clown. Hath
not a Clown eyes? hath not a Clown hands, organs,
dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with
the same food, hurt with the same cream pies, subject
to the same diseases, healed by the same means,
warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as
a Lion Tamer is? If you prick us, do we not bleed?
if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison
us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not
revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will
resemble you in that. If a Clown wrong an Acrobat,
what is his humility? Revenge. If a Bearded Lady
wrong a Clown, what should his sufferance be by
Circus example? Why, revenge. The clownery you
teach me, I will execute, and it shall go hard but I
will better the instruction.
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I fear the clown not, for I understand the Man Within and wrong him not!
I will not Asshat him, nor subject him to the wrongful Half Kill,
nor shall I mock his Nose in Chat, nor his Floppy Shoes to
the supposed mirth of mine fellowes.
And to the Underlings of the Pink Panties I shall type thusly:
Peace, good neighbor!
I shall not Pop thy Continent,
Nor shall I Take thy Income,
Nor even Kill thy Satellites,
until the game doth pit us to't, sword 'gainst sword in Mortal Kombat™!
Yea, not until the Endgame shall I smite upon thy borders Gentle Clown, no,
Not even if thou shouldst leave but One Army there!
If thou shouldst ask of me to leave thy undefended continent untrammeled
then I would say to thee, gentle Clown,
Thinkst I am a fool?
I shall not hand you The Win and surrender mine Raw to thee without
a Whimper! Think better of thy opponents, fair Clown,
and defend thyself with strong armies!
Thus, fair clown, shall we play the game of Classic
as Men - and to the death.