Bonfire: Peep through reinforced window.

Man, the rest of the Jubilite guys are really doing a number out here.

Remember when it was fun? We were all hanging out on our own private island. We were bullshitting about a story we liked. We were making funny little stories and drawing our clownsonas, adding to the Jubilite fanon. We were tearing down the walls of gender and not sealing our makeup. It was like the Greek symposiums, only for clowns.

It's scary now. That Chucklefuck Sugarshoe guy was barely around for a week before he bit the bullet. I heard the Supreme Honkifex got scared of getting assassinated and ran off to Guam. And here I am repeating that so... what does that say about me, I guess.