That is the comedy.
But you didn't die. You never die in the Comedy Circus. You just fail, get up, smear the white paint over the red nose, and go again. comedy circus show
The juggler comes next. He tosses burning torches, rubber fish, and the brittle bones of former magicians. But here is the depth: He never catches them . The comedy is in the drop. The audience waits for the cascade of failure. When the torch hits the sawdust and sizzles, the clown honks his horn. This is the theology of the Comedy Circus: That is the comedy