Cloning a Clown

If you are going to clone a clown you need a giant test tube.
This was stated by my ignoramous of a cousin, we call Rube.
He ordered the biggest one that a Prime truck could deliver.
I believe I will name my full-grown circus clown Mr. Sliver.
Why do you encourage him? Asked his mother’s cousin Roan.
“When he’s wasting time with this stuff,” she said “he leaves me alone”
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