Grandpa Pudding Brains thinks he’s bigger than Elvis
Well, the carnival found its one-man sideshow.
Grandpa Pudding Brains is mad that the “Third Rate Artists” are getting “the yips,” so he may replace them with the only performer he truly respects: Grandpa Pudding Brains. Get ready for an extended double-fisting them dance while YMCA plays on repeat.
The problem for Grandpa Pudding Brains is that his carnival is built on people wanting to be near him, and the people with actual agents keep walking away. You can put up the bunting, print the posters, and call it a Wild and Beautiful Celebration of America, but if the entertainment keeps denying it ever agreed to be there, the whole thing starts to look less like a festival and more like Festivus airing of the grievances.
Well, the carnival found its one-man sideshow.