Darn you Jeff

Adelaide had no idea what she was supposed to say. Surrounded by dogs and kids, a clown dressed like Minnie Mouse with braids held the microphone aloft and began to chant. "Make! Us! Laugh! Make! Us! Laugh!"

"Shit," thought Adelaide, "This is the last time I bring Archie to see Fig and Jackal." She looked down at Archie whose eyes were bigger than the polka dots on Fig's dress. He pushed her leg.

"Mom, SAY something FUNNY! Everyone is looking!"

Adelaide was not shy but she hated being put on the spot by people dressed more like cartoons than humans. Speaking of which, she fucking hated television.

"Alright!" she yelled, holding her hands up, "Why did the feminists get burned at the stake?"

Fig lowered the microphone. The parents stared. Archie smiled and raised his hand. Adelaide tried to shoo it down. Archie was adamant.

"Because bitches deserve the same rights as witches!"

Adelaide smiled at him.

"We made that up."

Parents began to gather their things and move towards the door. Archie waved joyfully.

The tip bucket for the clowns stood empty except for a dollar. They glared at Adelaide and Archie. Adelaide took the bill out and rolled it carefully into a tube. She held it to her nose and inhaled, testing the pull. Satisfied, she handed it and a salt shaker to Fig and Jackal.

"Next time, why don't you stick to something you know will work?"