I have walked on this path so long, with

I have walked on this path so long, with my eyes tired after having seen so many winters. My body, my soul and my spirit are tired. I am ready to die. There's only one thing left..

I put on my white bell-bottoms and my blue suede shoes, my red rubber nose and my rainbow wig. Applied my face paint and walked out the door. The Disco Clown was back!

As I strut down the street someone shouted "Hey Disco Clown!" "I'm a woman's man: no time to talk!" I replied. When I got to the only disco left in town, it was engulfed in flames.

"Burn baby burn, it's a disco inferno" I heard in my head.. I smiled; I inhaled

everything at once, and it smelled like burning on a rainy day. My tongue was bleeding.

It sure smoked like it. I dragged their bodies into the makeshift abattoir I set up from supplies I found in their car. I gather if they woke up, they'd recognize what was what.

Then a epiphany hit me. What if I acquired a dehydrator and went into business selling human jerky? A few years later, The Peoples Jerky was a hit, I even got The Rock to appear

in a festive costume to commemorate that day when Eureka struck. Little did I know what he had in store for me, secretly being a corporate spy to my biggest rival.

He held out a garment bag. I cautiously opened it. Inside was the most hideous costume I'd ever seen. This would ruin me! If I were seen by the CEO dressed like a

vril Lavigne, mightn't it tarnish my manly image in her eyes? I remonstrated: "I'm the CHIEF doll tester of this toy company, dammit! If I can't be Putin, what are we coming to?!"