When I first started out as a clown, I was horrible. And to say horrible is an understatement. I was shy, I was sweaty, I didn’t make eye contact with adults (only kids), I painted blobs on kids faces, I made crooked animal ballons.. I can’t tell you how many customers complained about me, asking for a discount, refusing to pay.. and I can’t even blame them. Oh man, the things I went through. So this comedy thing.. all they do is not laugh? I still get paid! What??! Alright I could do this. Experience, practice, and a little bit of crazy.. that’s what it takes to be a successful comedian. Man, I’m perfect! And I have a whole lot of crazy.. even better. I knew this madness would work to my advantage someday, someway, somehow. I got this..