The Mclaren Circus had us sitting in the front row of their show, 3pm Sunday afternoon. What a 'jol'! I loaded all the cirucs munchies that money can buy onto Gioia's petite lap and she successfully had her pert mouth stuffed with popcorn, candy floss and creme soda. They had white lions, who did nothing they were told too. They had little dogs that did almost everything they were told to and they had little 'midget' clowns that played tricks on each other and the audience, much to Bean's disgust. It would seem she has a very fine conscious and she disaproves of little tricks that involve someone getting ''hurt'. I had to medicate her this morning with 5ml's of anti- histamine as her chest seemed tight and her nose runny from what could only have been all the dust we inhaled as the performers danced, waved and contorted their bodies into unthinkable positions.



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