Yesterday, I and the shabby remnants of my rugby club dragged ourselves out of Kelly's Bar in antwerp and poured ourselves onto the coach for the trip home. There had been great scenes of drinking, whoring and some rugby football played too. Our coach was comfortable enough and came with a splendid DVD player. We had acquired some grumble mags and one of them included a free DVD. Now we watched the first few segments happily enough until suddenly there in the middle of a scene of what is, I am lead to believe, known as a spit-roast your honours, was a clown. A fcuking clown for pity's sake? He did not participate in the shag fest - to be fair she had been rendered watertight at both ends and he might have found intruding difficult. Especially in that clown costume and make-up. So I have got to ask, is that not the most random scene in a porn film ever? Why he was there I suppose I'll never know unless the director/producer is a frequenter of Arrse. Although judging by that scene he is more like to be posting or lurking on Big Top or Circus Rumour Service boards...To be quite honest it freaked me out. Did Boffo the clown turn up after a freak mistake at his agent's? Does he do children's parties too FFS? Just sat there FFS. With two mates making a human coffee table in front of him. I'm pretty sure I didn't imagine it... May I also offer some advice to anyone who fancies touring aged 45 and chucking yourself into everything with gay abandonment...don't do it, it is not big nor clever. As I found to my cost...oooh I think I'll lie down now.