I'd like to dismiss this as saying "Some people get all the luck", but honestly, I can't figure how either of these people are going to get out of this one.
Honestly. Everywhere you go these days, there's a grunting shark sticking his nose where it's not wanted. Why can't they just mind their own business! I'm livid.
A rodeo clown, wearing clown make-up and a barrel held by suspenders that also has the words "Rodeo Clown" on the barrel, running for his life, pursued by an aggressive cowboy spinning a lasso continously above his head, until they're both stopped by an upright standing great white shark grunting at ...