Jack, the official hospital clown, was glad

Jack, the official hospital clown, was glad to have a job after graduating the School of Clownomics. His father said, "Now you can pay rent and student loans, no more sponging."

Jack the hospital clown dropped the sponge into the bedpan, relieved that he no longer had to give sponge baths to sick people. "That's a beepin' relief," he said as he beeped his

nose happily & headed down the hall to ICU. "If anyone can do any good for these nearly dead patients," Jack the hospital clown giggled, "it's ME!" He got out his opium-squirting

needle & administered 10cc's to each patient. He'd laced each injection with silly saucy. Jack the hospital clown thought, less pain & if nothing they'll else go out with a laugh.

But Jack was wrong. The injection, instead of killing the patients, turned them into mutants with unbelievable powers. They swiftly exacted their 1st revenge by killing Jack, &then

juggling lots of exotic fruits. Every time the mutants did something otherworldly people couldn't believe it! One mutant did a backflip while leg-waxing poetic. "I don't believe it

could be done, you know by now that rumors only spread" he remarked, casually shooting lasers from his eyes.

The bullet however ricocheted off of one of the laser beams and was deflected straight into his eye. Luckily the angle of the incident had almost absorbed all of its momentum and

the bullet bounced harmlessly to the ground leaving only a black eye. He looked at the man who shot him and grinned before stepping forward. The villain stumbled back. “What in

hell just happened?” he asked, stunned. The guy who’d been shot pulled a green can from his shirt front. “Bullets can’t hurt me! I’m strong to the finich ‘cause I eats me spinach!"