Good Paula! Now when the Ringling Bros come a callin', we can tell 'em that that part of your life is over forever, so they won't be in suspense anymore!

Hey! Come to think of it, I've got big feet(and no job anymore)! What size IS that outfit o' yours, anyway?

(yeeeaaah, I KNOW...I don't NEED the clown suit, riiiiiiiight?!)


Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)