It's Not a Mushroom

It's a circus tent.

Man, I hate the circus. Well, okay, not the entire circus. I mean, I don't hate the popcorn or the cotton candy or the rides, when they have them.

It's just...the acts. The trapeze artists, the fire eaters, the "geeks," the clowns. God, the clowns. I don't even hate clowns normally, but in the setting of a circus, man.

So I hate when I have dreams about them.

So, in conclusion: fuck you, clowns.