Once, a long, few minutes ago, in the small town of (oh, let's say) Wallmount, moments before the local Hallo-luia Party, there appeared a psycho clown.
He was young, and inexperienced at being psycho (and a clown), so he made his brother an accomplice."We need a girl on our team, in order to be politically correct and all....", snarled the second psycho clown. And so, along came little S. She doesn't LOOK crazy, but don't let that fool you...all clowns are crazy, aren't they?
The trio braved the feeding of a large treat-bearing elephant, they fished for giant sharks (or was that a package of Smarties?), and they picked up innocent swimming ducks with their bare hands, all in the course of a few hours. (I don't have pictures of any of the games, sorry). They were generously awarded for their bravery.
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