The Great Daveboni reads from his magical book and conjures up the faint but powerful Spirit of Booze (just visible, stage left)
The Pushmi-Pullyu waits patiently to go onstage, for treat
K.V. Huckenpuff, master hypnotist, performs the Boogledy Dance to an entranced audience
Wolfman Ev reads your fortune. For the prediction, Ask Again Later.
Fungus in the limelight. He would like to thank all the little kibble who helped bring him to the stage.
One night only: Papa French’s glowing eyeball hovers above mystical fire ring
Kev prepares to swan dive through a wall of pure flame
SEE: Beautiful Caged Lizelle!
Madame LeTall, 15 feet 2 inches, reclines in the largest chair that could be found.
Ringmaster Rowan goes over his lines one more time backstage
Strong Man lifts over 12 ounces of beagle… High Over His Head!
Madame Blavatsky’s psychic sense tingles: Someone in the audience is playing with Mr. Potatohead instead of getting me a drink!
The crystal ball of Lily Mae Rubenstein, famed astrologer and palm reader, is dark… until you pay your 10 cent admission fee!
Oh, the horror! Much more practice is needed until the Trained Dog act can go onstage.
Simon, one half of the Siamese Twins Separated At Birth, patrols the grounds for any misbehavior…
While, ironically, his identical brother, Schuster, sneaks up on MeatButt-u-les, The Meat What Looks Like A Butt.
The Lovely Lady Geisha levitates a weiner using only her beauty and demure Asian charms.
Oh the David Lynch stage, some crazy shit is happening. No one is exactly sure what. Warning: Midgets may appear.
Master Shapeshifters practice their craft
MeatButt-u-les is berated by stagehands for failing to enter stage on cue… again.
