How can you possibly have a party titled “Klowns vs. Pirates” (spelled with a “k” no less) in San Francisco and -not- invite us — not even -tell- us said party was to take place? This is an outrage, I tell you. And thus, the klowns of SF did picket! We hit the streets with our message: “Don’t import clown labor! Don’t outsource clowns! Picket like a scab!” And lo, mayhem unfolded.

For the record, we do <3 our friends and family Cirque Berzerk and Mutaytor; and they love us too, as evidenced by Sue (founder of Cirque Berzerk) providing her dubious “support” for us in the way of the labeling as pictured above. It’s not their fault they’re scabs.