The circus...and stuff like that....
I want to join the circus. I'm serious. I'm totally going to run off with the circus. How cool would that be? I would fall in love with an adorable clown and we would get married under the big top. Sigh. No, wait. Not a clown. I'm kinda scared of clowns. Hmm...I know! A trapeze dude with big muscles. Yep.
We went to the circus Thursday night. They didn't have it in a tent, but in a building instead. It was right across the street from us so we didn't have far to go. I love this place. Anyway, the building...it had 12-foot ceilings. They needed a good foot more. It was hilarious. The acrobatic guys that juggled eachother on their feet had a tough time of it. The one guy bumped his head on the ceiling. I laughed.
The ringleader was very active in the show. He did some cool bike tricks with the hula hoop girl. That was pretty cool. He was swinging her around his shoulders and stuff. Impressive, really. He juggled with fire, too. The hula hoop girl hula-hooped with fire. I totally want to try that now.
I felt sorry for the tigers and the lion. It didn't look like they were enjoying themselves very much. The trainer lady kept whacking the lioness in the face because she wouldn't cooperate. The lion started snarling and I anticipated an episode of "When Animals Attack." I imagined watching it on tv and telling all my friends,"Look! That's where my sisters and I were standing. Look, you can see my sweater." They would be amazed. My third time on telivision would definitely be the best and most exciting. As the lioness ripped the lady's arm off and shook it like a dog, you would see a shot of me gasping in horror. Yeah, that'd be great. Of course, the lady would be okay. On Max-X the announcer dude would say something like,"The girl survived, but lost her arm. Here's what she has to say..."
"I was just trying to get Simba to lay down and out of nowhere he attacked me. This girl from the audience [me...hehe] was screaming at me to get out of the way and if it weren't for her I would surely be dead now. I owe her my life."
Then I would get interviewed and talk about how surreal it was and everything...Sigh.
Actually, I think I like the running off and marrying a trapeze artist better...
We went to the circus Thursday night. They didn't have it in a tent, but in a building instead. It was right across the street from us so we didn't have far to go. I love this place. Anyway, the building...it had 12-foot ceilings. They needed a good foot more. It was hilarious. The acrobatic guys that juggled eachother on their feet had a tough time of it. The one guy bumped his head on the ceiling. I laughed.
The ringleader was very active in the show. He did some cool bike tricks with the hula hoop girl. That was pretty cool. He was swinging her around his shoulders and stuff. Impressive, really. He juggled with fire, too. The hula hoop girl hula-hooped with fire. I totally want to try that now.
I felt sorry for the tigers and the lion. It didn't look like they were enjoying themselves very much. The trainer lady kept whacking the lioness in the face because she wouldn't cooperate. The lion started snarling and I anticipated an episode of "When Animals Attack." I imagined watching it on tv and telling all my friends,"Look! That's where my sisters and I were standing. Look, you can see my sweater." They would be amazed. My third time on telivision would definitely be the best and most exciting. As the lioness ripped the lady's arm off and shook it like a dog, you would see a shot of me gasping in horror. Yeah, that'd be great. Of course, the lady would be okay. On Max-X the announcer dude would say something like,"The girl survived, but lost her arm. Here's what she has to say..."
"I was just trying to get Simba to lay down and out of nowhere he attacked me. This girl from the audience [me...hehe] was screaming at me to get out of the way and if it weren't for her I would surely be dead now. I owe her my life."
Then I would get interviewed and talk about how surreal it was and everything...Sigh.
Actually, I think I like the running off and marrying a trapeze artist better...
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