There's something wrong with these clowns. They've been hanging out inside the MindHut offices all day and, frankly, we're not sure if we should call the police or not. We expected that they'd do something hysterical like a pie throwing routine or something, but instead they just kind of stand there and tell us how they think our eyeballs would taste like cinnamon. We hope they leave soon, but in the meantime why not get to know them better?
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