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@corixr

I grew up with circus people. I wish I found this impressive. I really do wish I still found wonder in juggling. My husband juggles too. My mom juggles. Most people I know juggle. It loses its majesty when you’re trying to watch TV and these clowns out of makeup (literally) are tossing ingredients for dinner around like they’re the dwarves from The Hobbit. Can you pass the salt? No. They can only throw it. You want something, it gets thrown at you. And guess what, it doesn’t matter if you’re a decent contortionist and a great dancer, if you don’t have hand-eye coordination, sorry, you ruin the whole rhythm of the household. But they don’t let you just live. They don’t say oh that’s fine you can walk a tightrope and bend backwards while making a flower with your hands. No. It’s always ‘do your hand like this’ and ‘watch my hand’. Well, guess what Tommy, I have been doing my hand like that since I was three and i still have no chance of getting into clown college. I’m going to become a researcher mom. i’m leaving the circus to go work in a cubicle. now my mom doesn’t speak to me and my husband goes out to do his rollerskate juggling thing without me and that’s just fine. i like computers, mom. i like talking to people without trying to balance things on my face while i do it. and there’s nothing wrong with that.

Idk how we got here but I support you 100 fucking percent

U do u boo,

But I love this two juggling dorks up there!!

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