Foo did his very best to find the right place for him at the circus. He thought first about being a Fooman cannonball, but the gunpowder made him sneeze and black is just not his color.
Next, he tried being a clown, but he hated the yellow checkerboard costume.
He eventually found a clown outfit more his style, but although he looks rather dashing in stripes, he really didn't think the clowning life was the best fit for him.
Finally, Foo tried his paw at Lion taming, and YESSSS, finally, there was his true calling. He tamed the wild beast and knows that he would be great at that, but alas, the circus moved along before he could sign the contract (and because he can't really hold a pen).
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