"And now it's time for—" Rocky spoke, before, surprisingly NOT being promptly interrupted by Bullwinkle. "Bullwinkle the Clown!"

Bullwinkle walked onto the stage, dressed as a clown and not looking amused.

"Well, Bullwinkle?" Rocky asked.

"Yeah?" Bullwinkle replied, raising one eyebrow.

"Aren't you gonna, Y'know, do clown stuff?" Rocky asked.

"You want ME, to make a FOOL of myself on national television for the AMUSEMENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA?!" Bullwinkle exclaimed, doing a very urban-sounding accent. "I don't think so, BULLWINKLE DON'T PLAY THAT!"

"Look, this gig pays 300 bucks." Rocky whispered to Bullwinkle.

"BULLWINKLE GONNA PLAY THAT!" Bullwinkle exclaimed, having changed his mind.

And so, the moose proceeded to juggle a variety of objects, chainsaws, flaming bowling pins, alligators, the kitchen sink, you name it! Eventually he fell, flat on his face, into a cream pie.

"Woth ih..." he mumbled.

"Now back to the show!" Rocky replied.