Been strange times lately. A close friend going through a death. Really odd family stuff. Weird work stuff.
Let me tell you something, career wise-I'll do a lot of stuff most people won't. I'd throw myself down a flight of stairs for the right price. I've done a LOT of really odd stuff in my various careers in all its incarnations. But you know what really kinds of gets me? Now I have to call a professional clown on a semi-regular basis at work. I'm a little scared about it.
What if I slip up and call them by their stage name? Maybe it would trigger some weird sh*t in them, flip them into their alter ego and they might open up all kinds of hell on me.
The last thing Maximus needs right now is a clown with a grudge.
*On a side note, I think "Clown with a Grudge" would be a pretty cool band name.
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