I'll tell you what, I did a gig like that. T-G I doubled up the under layers but forgot my gloves. It was down on the water too, breezy (no doubt) The little kids had trouble sitting still for for face painting as their teeth chattering so bad. No need to add blush make-up highlights as there cheeks were already beet red. And, Oh god, the nasty runny noses. I wanted to leave to bad! Pull some kind of Diva clown excuse or something. But... it was for a marine corp function. If they could be tough and serve, I could be tough as serve too. That's what we do as clowns... we serve. You can't leave. Just can't. Just can't not show up either. Or be late as far as that goes. They need us, they want us. They may not know it, but they can't live with-out the joy we bring to the world.
We survived after all didn't we Sassafras! My hands are nice and warm now and my heart is warmed by those chattering blue lips that still ran to the clown froze up as those little legs were!
New member Miss Priss *<:O)
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