Back in Ye Olden Days, there was the forums, and it was good. Then, a group of individuals went and watched one of the greatest series to ever grace the site, filled with clowns, homoerotic moments, sadism, debauchery, violence, mayhem, homicidal clowns, homoerotic clowns, more violence and an Elephant Car that took no shit from no punk ass murder clown. It was called, Popee the Performer, with three patron saints: Kedamono, the Ever Butt Monkey who suffers constantly and gets dem chicken. Ever fed, and is somehow the least homoerotic. Popee, the Murderous Psychopath of violence, mayhem and knives, for may his be ever sharp. And Papi, where my avatar comes from. The saint of homoerotic clownism, deep cleaning, the sun, both benevolent and wrathful, mothers and milk. Especially milk.