Plane

"There he is, down on the tarmac near the wing."

"you know I was thinking of giving this up."

"Now is not the time Mitchell, set your gun up."

"Alright"

"We've got this one, then the one at the parade."

"Whats with the big shoes, Blake?"

"I find them comfortable."

"Yeah, did you have to wear the rest of the clowns outfit?"

"Well actually yes, I have a kids party at three."

"What!"

"I like the contrast."

"I.."

"Just call me BoBo ya big balooga! Now can we focus on the task in hand?"

He picks up a hand gun and fires it in Mitchells face, Mitchell ducks.

"BANG!" It says on the red flag protruding from the end."

"Jesus Blake, that ain't funny."

"Ya can dish it out, but ya can't take it, eh Mitchell?" He snorted in laughter.

Blake polished off a small bit of dirt from his long shiny clowns boot, then took aim.