Cirque Du Sex

It's pure exploitation.

I better not, Kyle.

I'd like to go home.

What exactly is your gig anyway, Fran?

My good man, some wine please.

out of California I used to clean canines teeth.

I used to give the shots and everything.

I mean, it's not like this is all I can do.

Vets make good money, you know.

Showbiz, man. I mean, there I was in the shop one day, and this fucking Labrador pisses on me.

Then I saw it.

Saw what?

It. You know, the big picture. I mean, I'm gonna die one day.

And what's it gonna sound like, gravestone?

What?

He cleaned canines' teeth his whole life. That's shit, man. I mean, you gotta make your mark in this world.

Well, actually I got started in the freak show.

I was a barker.

You know, the guy who would stand out front and yell at people as they walked up and down the midway?

"Hey, come and see the bearded lady! Come and see the chicken boy!"

That was me.

Wow, that's just a stepping stone.

I mean, it's not like I'm going to do this my whole life.

I was just doing it to pull in some extra money until I got my big break.

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