Jesus fucked a donkey... I followed a Notification back to this thread expecting to find a bit more of Sparky's grunting and instead it's pages and pages of clowns bopping each other with plastic bats, rubber ladders, and balloons on a stick.
The only things missing were calliope music and a bored alcoholic hawking sacks of stale popcorn.
Oh yeah... Sparky was still around, so scratch the part about a missing alcoholic.
They've replaced the wino with a traumatic brain injury victim.
This entire thread needs to be stuffed back into the clown car and pushed off a very tall cliff.
OH WAIT!
Don't push it off the cliff just yet...
I'll uh hold onto this picture of Flynn though for, um, research purposes.
<ahem>
Carry on.