So I was in Savannah several weeks ago, spending a weekend with my family. We were at an ice cream parlor in old downtown Savannah, when a summer shower rolled in. It was pouring down rain, and we were just watching from inside, eating our ice cream (gelato if we're being serious, and I'm always serious about dessert).

Then we saw it, the photo-op of a lifetime:

A clown. A sad clown. In the rain. Still being sad.

That might be the only time I've ever found a clown funny.