The jokers society assembled at midnight in an abandoned circus tent. Maximillion had requested to join. He wanted to share his jokes. There was silence in the dark tent until he heard a loud voice. “Potential jokers, tonight you will show us your level of humor.” A bright light shone down on the joker’s leader. His peculiar appearance caused Maximillion to chuckle. The silent others looked around. An embarrassed Maximillion covered his mouth. “Who laughed? We listen here. Rule one is self-constraint.” The leader eyed Maximillion. “Forgive me. I thought laughter was proper here.” Maximillion explained.
“Misconceptions. Escort him out!”