When your parents warned you about running away to join the circus, it wasnt because they were afraid youd never call home again (that was inevitable) or concerned youd fall into a vat of psychotropic animal water and hallucinate about pink elephants on parade. No, they were afraid youd wind up pushing the broom behind actual elephants. But elephants arent just dung factories for romantic flunkies to clean up after. Theyre also the royal stars of the circus, perfectly able to (though disappointingly unlikely to) casually maim a clown. Elephants and their XXXXXXXXXXL sartorial stylings are...
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