Corny the Clown

Corny was beginning to smell something. Something that smelled so familiar. It was the smell... of... he couldn't quite figure it out. He lifted his face towards the ceiling as if pointing his face in the direction of the smell would help him figure it out.

It didn't.

Earlier that week the minions of his new boss put a collar and leash on him and took him for a walk. He had seen a bus. He started yelling at two kids getting on the bus, leaving the circus.

"Kids, kids!! I'm talking to you Seth Rogen's brother and the girl who is definitely not a 7, at least an 8! Look at me! Look at me!!!" They didn't look, "... I'll show you all."

"Come on Corny, it's time for your treat."....

Things like this were breaking his moral.

But that smell.

It smelled of..

COPS!!!

His cop men were here! Now to get their attention!