Oh, you sad clown. Standing in the rain with your face painted and red nose affixed. Why would they not laugh? Why would they not clap? Oh, you sad sad clown. Please bring your tear- stained rubber nose to SAB and let King Possum chase the sorrow from your sad sad clownbones with an evening of music.

Persons who are not sad clowns are also very much welcome at this event, though we ask that you kindly refrain from pointing at and/or taunting the sad clown(s) in our midst. Thank you.

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