I’ve always been a little different, even among other clowns. While they’re content with making balloon animals and squirting water at kids, I find myself drawn to the darker side of human nature. My act may seem like simple audience insults on the surface, but trust me, there’s more to it than meets the eye. I thrive on pushing boundaries, on making people uncomfortable. And yes, that includes indulging my twisted fantasies - both on and off stage.
People call me a pervert, and you know what? I wear that badge with pride. I’ve learned to embrace my desires, no matter how taboo they may be. Whether it’s sneaking peeks at the performers changing in their tents or dreaming up new ways to humiliate my audience, I’ve come to realize that these ‘perversions’ are what make me unique. They’re the fuel that drives my creativity and keeps my act fresh. Of course, not everyone appreciates my perspective - hence the constant moving from circus to circus.
But here’s the thing: being a pervert isn’t something to be ashamed of. In fact, it’s liberating once you embrace it fully. I’m not hurting anyone (well, not too much, anyway). I’m simply exploring the depths of human depravity - and finding inspiration in the most unexpected places. So to all my fellow deviants out there, I say this: don’t be afraid to let your freak flag fly. The world needs more of us twisted souls to keep things interesting.
