There's something deliciously naughty about ruining your marriage for a Clown. Your wife would expect you to have a wandering eye for something young, pretty, and slutty. It's normal. But if she found out you were risking it ALL for a CLOWN?! How humiliating for her. Imagine how embarrassed she would be, having to explain to her coworkers that her husband fucked a CLOWN behind her back. She can't compete with me. Look at my pink hair, my candy toned fishnets, my shiny red nose... she's so unimaginative and boring, she could NEVER be like me. It would humiliate her to get cheated on for a being so superior to her. Hubby would so much rather get ridden by a Clown than his dearly beloved... isn't that right?