"Circus is coming to town," Louie said as he dipped a pink shrimp into the cocktail sauce and tossed it into his mouth. "You taking the kids?"
Charlie didn't pause in his clicking of the remote. "Too old for that." Adding with a sidelong glance toward his pal, "The kids, I mean." He slowed his trigger finger down long enough to identify a Western on AMC... The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence... Lee Marvin was tripping Jimmy Stewart... and then back to clicking. "I don't much care for circuses."
Louie mopped up some of the sauce he'd dribbled across the coffee table and grinned his cockeyed grin. "Because of Milo the Greek Geek?"
No response from Charlie, who had settled on a repeat of Law and Order, one he'd seen two or three times.
"Remember Milo the Geek?" Louie was trying to get a rise.
Charlie grunted and took a pull from his beer.
"Man, I never saw you so upset," as Louie tossed his napkin toward the trash basket, missing badly.
Charlie turned and faced his friend fully. "He bit the head off a chicken and spit it back out at the audience."
"It was fake. It was a fake chicken," Louie grinned. "I mean you could only tell."
"You don't do that kind of stuff in front of kids," and Charlie turned back to the DA's closing argument. "Freakin' pencil neck geek."
Louie laughed out loud now and grabbed the last shrimp.
Peace to all, and steer clear of those sideshow acts.