Look at this guy, what’s he juggling? Bowling pins? That’s so 1900’s. Not impressed.
Now if you want to see someone do some serious juggling, I’m your man. I juggle this job, a wife and her issues, a couple of girl friends and their drama, kids, soccer games, piano lessons, a mortgage, car, Rotary Club…just living the dream man. Trying to keep all those balls in the air…hoping nothing goes splat. Know what I mean?
Ok, so now we’re juggling grapefruits now…so I’ll go home and say look honey…I can juggle grapefruits (mimics juggling) …there’s one, there’s two…there’s …three…oops. Ok, so this guy has got some juggling chops. And look at the crowd. They can’t all be like us…free ticket holders. These people don’t have a boss like us. Oh no. A boss who thinks he’s doing his employees a favor by giving them tickets to some mediocre performance in some mediocre town. Thanks a lot boss, you cheap bastard!
Let’s face it, I’m watching a clown who is now juggling water balloons while riding a unicycle. Now that’s tricky. But what’s tricky my friend…is just trying to make it through the day without picking up a gun…and…well...saying goodbye cruel world. Another one bites the dust. Just venting…just venting.
Well…hey, hey…now we’re talking…he’s juggling knives. And those knives aren’t those cheap movie prop knives either. Oh no. Look at that stainless-steel shine! I’m beginning to respect this guy a lot more.
Noo…no…is that what I think it is? Did this guy accidentally stab himself? Did he do it on purpose? Looks like real blood to me. This is not good…not good at all.
Hey, I’ll be back, I need to check on my life insurance. You just never know do you?