My suitcase is dented!
This was always going to end at the car wash. Talking about the car wash, yeah. You might not ever get rich. But let me tell you that it’s better than digging a ditch.
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The amazing part is that more of them fit into a car in the car wash than fit into the car wash
According to my clown physics manual, under “non-euclidian physics and hammerspace”: “the funnier it is for clowns to be in a container, the larger the interior of that container or the extent of space its form occludes from the viewer is.”
One would predict the car wash is much smaller inside for clowns than expected, as it’s definitely not going to have clowns coming out of it.
To be fair, these clowns appear to be about 90% greasepaint by weight. Some could vanish entirely in a heavy rain.
Many clowns fit into a car, a car fits into a car wash, therefore by the transitive property many clowns fit into a car wash.
But how many car washes fit into a clown?
If Boozoo makes La Grote *really* angry, he/she just might find out!
It only works if the clowns are in cars. Outside of cars, no clowns can come out of the car wash. Ergo, clownspace is in fact NOT transitive.
Any other kind of tunnel, however…….
Chekhov’s car wash!
came here for this comment, was not disappointed!
Came to MAKE this comment, am disappointed I don’t get to do it!!
Came to get my car warshed, why is the line so long today?
I figured this comment was going to be made anyway, so I might as well be the one to make it.
I think this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody’s part.
And we’re just the guys to do it!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_h4DZeBleLs
More powerful than any micro fibre wipe!
The auto-da-fe? I didn’t expect the Spanish Inquisition? (yeah, I had to google it)
What a day, what a day
For an auto-da-f?!
What a sunny summer sky!
What a day, what a day
For an auto-da-f?!
It’s a lovely day for drinking
And for watching people fry!
Hurry, hurry, hurry,
Watch’em die!
Hurry, hurry, hurry,
Hang ’em high!
Hey, Torquemada:
Whaddya say?
I just got back
From the auto-da-fe.
Auto-da-fe?
What’s an auto-da-fe?
It’s what you oughtn’t to do
But you do anyway.
(bursts in dressed as a cardinal) “NOOObody expects the Spanish Inquisition!”
Bring in the Comfy Chair!
Glorious Lottie! So powerful ♡. So awesome! GO, CAR WASH!!!
AUTO da fe — the breadth and depth of this pun is glorious
Jeez! I *am* getting old! Well-caught!
i have no feckin idea what’s going on but i’m just down for it, ya know, just eternally down for whatever the crews getting up to
So Lottie puts her newfound obsession with the car wash to good use.
MAX HEADROOM 2.3 m
Ha! I remember him!
Looking at this page and the last, and it’s occurred to me that you’re a fribbing brilliant artist
Lotte’s hat is superb!
Those soon-to-be-ex clowns should consider themselves lucky, auto-da-fe traditionally involve fire, not water.
I believe the language is symbolic – a metaphor for the cleansing of these motley mercenaries by wet, soapy, holy plumes.
Reverend Penrose might approve.
As well as a play on words. “Auto”.
Aut-t-to W-w-wash (said by shivery perfect human after being, um, auto-washed…)
LEELOO DALLAS AUTO WASH
So, the implication seems to be that the clowns are somehow possessed by their makeup? Or at least that that’s Lottie’s theory? So washing off the makeup should de-clown them? Thinking about having to keep stage makeup on potentially for days makes my face feel odd.
Without their makeup, are they really clowns? Washing off the makeup drains them of their anonymity and, thus, their power to do whatever they want without retribution.
That doesn’t explain Mildred turning on Lottie once she was painted; she was neither anonymous nor secretly wishing harm on Ms Grote.
Also, have you forgotten this is Tackleford?
Rose Royce, ftw
You might not ever get rich.
You might meet a movie star, an Indian chief… or even a bunch of clowns!
Chekhov’s car wash!!
Beat you to it.
Aw damnit, I didn’t see that!
This is BRILLIANT writing. 🙂
An auto-da-fe. Well, I didn’t expect that.
No one expects the Grote-ish Inquisition!
Charlotte’s clown make up REALLY makes her look like Emily the Strange lol.
Okay, DETAILS. I only just noticed, but Lottie’s daisy boutonniere has a teeny tiny smiley face.
I like the Carwash song quote in the description of this page too!
Lottie correctly deduced that the makeup has mind-controlling properties, and found a way to wash it off them all simultaneously! Clever girl!
Not mind control — anonymity and the power and freedom it brings. Remember what Boozoo said? “We can go anywhere, do anything … I could be ANYBODY under the greasepaint!”
“Mirth-obsessed mummers!” Shear genius.
“Sheer”, obviously.
I just assumed you were writing like a clown.
“Murth-Ubcesd Mumirs!”
And I thought you were connecting the dots to the other half of the plot: Japanese Digital Perm.
Waiiiiiiit… how did she manage to chase them to where SHE wanted them to go, as opposed to them just running away from her in literally ANY other direction than towards the car wash?
She’s just really, really good at chasing clowns. Or else, her original plan was just “try to chase them somewhere useful to me”, and they happened to run close enough to the car wash for her to get them into it.
There is a perfectly rational explanation. Mildred and Lottie both are naturals at the clowning arts:
After witnessing the secret to how the clowns get the circus posters into shop windows, Lottie learned how clowns bend reality. By donning the makeup of the Ur-clown, she was able to bend reality to her clown logic (above all other clown logics), which required the car wash to be the only place for the clowns to run away to.
Great Bogart line: We’ll always have Tackleford.
Alas, alas, alackaday
La Grote has graduated from J’accuse
To a full-blown auto-da-fé
I so love the “Why I oughtta…” That’s a comedy classic you never hear anymore!