The Circus Clown

I am an avid circus enthusiast, and one evening I went to a performance of Cirque du Soleil on my way home from work. I was very comfortable wearing a John Smedley sweater, enjoying the opening activities of the clowns circulating through the audience. One of the clowns began to converse with me, and I became involved in the impromptu performance. She was remarking how strong I appeared, and I assumed that my muscular physique was evident due to the sweater I was wearing. She had me to stand up and pose as if I were in a strongman competition.

While I was being thus distracted, a group of clowns had begun to encircle me from behind. They then sprang on me, raised my arms above my head, and raised the sweater up over my face, blinding me and exposing my torso. By the time I had lowered my sweater back aound my waist, the clowns had all disappeared and I was left standing in the midst of the audience!