Circus

Harry wandered into a place called the Circus Bar for a drink. He didn’t think anything of the name. Inside a woman in a glitter bikini pedaled a unicycle around the bar juggling whiskey bottles and a cowboy at the bar was guiding a costumed poodle through back flips. A bartender clown called out, “What’ll you have?” But before he could make Harry a black Russian the gypsy knife thrower missed his spinning target and sliced off Harry’s right ear.