So, a man walks into an agent's office and says, "I have an act for you. I think you'll like it."
The agent wants see the what the man has to offer, so he says, "Okay, so tell me what you're going to do in the act act.
And the man begins:
"First, I enter the stage with a Hula hoop around my waist and a sizzling hot Iron on my hands. I do a few hoops with the hula, and then throw the Iron up in the air. Then I open my pants and take a dump on the stage. Then I sleep on my back so that the sizzling hot Iron falls right on my face. I shriek with pain around the stage, my pants still down, and then my wife comes in, with a pail of water. She throws some of the water on my face, and then dips my dirty butt into into the bucket and washes me.
Then our two children, son of eight and daughter of twelve come in, and drink the water like it were Real Juice Guava Flavor before all that scandal happened. They leave some of it, and both of them pee in the dirty water. My wife takes some of the water out of the bucket, and washes her face with it, and then gargles with the water she just washed her face with. Now my daughter, my son and my wife are very sick with diarrhea, so they start vomiting all over the stage.
They open their underpants, and start to take dump right there on the stage. The poo is very liquid-y, kind of like that Juju Dhau curd from Bhaktapur, but only much lighter. It's all green and red and yellowish. After the entire stage is covered with all poo and vomit, I take my shirt of--now I am completely naked-- and start skating in all the slippery stuff.
After doing a few tricks, I sleep in my stomach, and pretend to swim on the slippery floor, sliding from one end to the other on my naked front. Then my wife starts moping the floor with her long hair, using our children's bodies to clean her hair. After the floor's bee cleaned, she gets rid of all her remaining clothes and starts doing all kind of gymnastics right on the stage. Meanwhile, I am licking my children 's bodies, cleaning all the dirt my wife had rubbed on their bodies.
Meanwhile, my wife is done with her gymnastic acts, picks up the children--who are clotheless too-- and starts juggling the kids. She juggles for sometime, and the kids start throwing up because of all the motion, so now its like a fountain: they are moving in circles, and absolutely massive rivers of vomit are coming out of their mouths. I am collecting all the vomit in a bucket, and my wife juggles the children till the bucket is full. Then we dip both the kids completely in the bucket, and bath in the content ourselves. Finally, we empty the bucket on the audience."
The agent is disgusted. He says, "That's disgusting, and there's no way we're carrying that show. But tell me, what do you call an act so--so detestable."
The man open wide his arms and says dramatically, "The Aristocrats"!