You have been a wicked, bad, nasty thing. You're craving a wicked, bad, nasty treat. A puff of Clowny magic from my booty is enough to keep fart-obsessed slaves piling up in droves at the Circus. Breathing my sugary vapors in pulls you into a dizzying coma of sweetness and Clown giggles.

You have been a wicked, bad, nasty thing. You're craving a wicked, bad, nasty treat. A puff of Clowny magic from my booty is enough to keep fart-obsessed slaves piling up in droves at the Circus. Breathing my sugary vapors in pulls you into a dizzying coma of sweetness and Clown giggles.