He rolled his eyes a bit, saluting, really? Chuckles looked around the room at everyone who immediately shut up, the woman he had a hold of not moving.
"You'll have to excuse me friend, she's...uh...a little off in the head I think. Could probably use some time in one of your padded rooms."
Again he grinned a bit and laughed somberly before he stopped and went stone faced again, looking about.
"What's wrong with you people, laugh at a fucking salute but not a JOKE!?"
And there the woman went, collapsing to the floor...blood pouring from the slit in her throat. She needed help did she, Trixie was just enjoying herself....then again Chuckles wasn't your everyday make a fool of himself clown either.