Granted, you are now a successful children’s entertainer. You’re beloved by toddlers but adults can’t stand the sight of you anymore. Any romantic relationships you might find yourself in get very… weird.

Granted, you are now the clown at 7 Heavens funeral home.

Granted. It is, but no one respects you. You’re a court jester. You make people laugh at your own expense. Everyone thinks you’re worthless, but you make enough to make a career out of it.

Granted, now ‘Youtube celebrity’ is the only viable full-time career.

Granted, nothing has changed.

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You become a famous comedian and become fabulously wealthy within a few months. You even get your own Netflix special!

Sadly your new career and fame keep you very busy and you become out of touch with the common man

This isolation eventually leads to depression as you keep repeating the same jokes night after night. Eventually it feels like everyone is in on the joke except for you

Desperate for any kind of human connection, you become unhinged and start a fringe cult and make yourself into a godlike figure whose will cannot be questioned.

After your cult is declared a domestic terrorist cell, you end up in a standoff with the FBI and ATF. The entire thing is broadcast live on national television. When the government opens fire you shit your pants as your body is riddled with bullets. It makes a comical farting noise and everyone in the world has one last laugh at your expense.