There once was a Quaker Clown who hated kangaroos.

There once was a Quaker Clown who hated kangaroos. We don't know why but he did, but he hated their bouncy, jumping around.

He was very afraid of those animals because one had killed his mother.

but he gathered his courage and used his magic wand to banish the animals into his magic snowglobe

but he realized that he was holding an axe and had accidentally chipped a slab of flesh from his calf. The blood vapors sent the animals howling and they lunged on him. He tried

to pick up his snow globe but epically failed as the animals

within it were articulated in such a way that made them appear to be shot or decapitated whenever someone shook it. These snowglobes had sold particularly well in prison gift shops

where the prisoners would break every goddamn snowglobe and use the glass shards as shanks to kill anyone who even said the word "snowglobe." Those goddamn snowglobes had to DIE!

The problem was that the new federal regulations replaced the glass with plexiglass. So now there was the problem of bouncing snowglobes everywhere you looked. One even

rolled into a Pig Latin class. Or should I say old lay n'too Kay a ig Pay atin lay lass cay. Eee tay end aay.