It was a late Saturday afternoon and Caitlyn T. Clown slept on the couch snoring loudly.
Except her snore were not normal snores, not since she was change into a clown. Instead
her snore sounded like part horn blower sounds, and it was driving Alice bananas.
“Funzo, can you wake up my lazy little clown daughter?” Alice asked the new clown in the
house.
“Hyuck, yes ma’am!” Funzo replied wit a grin. He had been waiting for an opportunity like
this ever since Caitlyn started waking him up in the morning with a fart to the face. Funzo
lowered his butt so it was eye level with the snoring Caitlyn, and then pushed out a loud
fart with all his might. It came out as loud and deep as a foghorn.
Caitlyn snapped awake with a yelp and nearly jumped to the ceiling like a pink and white
blur. “That is so not funny!” She yelled, pulling a pie from behind her back and throwing it
at Funzo.
Now Caitlyn never missed, but Funzo was just as much a clown as she and was easily able
to catch it. Caitlyn threw another and another, but Funzo caught those too, and soon he
was juggling all three pies. Caitlyn started to guffaw at the sight and soon joined in by
picking up the TV remotes and juggling them.
Mike came in and saw the two clown juggling and sat down. He admitted that it was quite
entertaining having the two greatest clowns in the world living with him. Soon Caitlyn
started bouncing the remotes off Funzo’s trampoline stomach and catching them as part of
her routine. The two of them had been able to improvise many clown routines together.
And almost as if on cue they both farted and their unicycles appeared beneath them. Mike
applauded as they began to ride around the living room never once losing pace with their
juggling.
Caitlyn then began to stretch her arms out wider, each arm almost 10 feet long. Funzo
began tossing her the pies to juggle, while she threw him the remotes. Soon positions
were reversed, and it was Caitlyn juggling the pies as Funzo juggled the remotes off
Caitlyn’s trampoline stomach. All while riding in circle around each other on their
unicycles.
Finally both sucked their unicycles back into their butts and tossed their objects high in the
air. The remotes came down in a neatly stacked manner on the coffee table, and a pie
each landed on Funzo’s, Caitlyn’s and Mike’s head. All began to laugh as Funzo and
Caitlyn took a bow. When they were bent over Caitlyn and Funzo looked at each other and
smiled, then released a short fireworks display from their butts.
“Hey!” Alice shouted walking into the living room, “I told you two. No fireworks in the
house!”
“Sorry mom,” Caitlyn laughed mischievously.