Just before I went under for an operation I swore I heard a nurse mention a clown. I kept asking “what clown? What clown?” until I went under and the first thing I asked when I woke up was “where’s the clown?” I got told there was no clown.
“Why, has he gone home now?”
I don’t even like clowns. Probably would have freaked out if I woke up and actually saw one.