Damn, they beefed up their security BIG-TIME!

At first it looked like you were gonna make it out of the store no problemo! Everybody was ducking down and children were crying as you ran through the door screaming "I'm a Psycho Rodeo Clown! Biznatches!". Nobody would even dare to get in your way... until you ran into the security guard at the front door. It turns out that Mal-Wart decided to hire a much more advanced in-store security guard... ROBOCOP!

And as you know, the Robocop way is to shoot first and ask questions later. So you may very well be a Psycho Rodeo Clown, but you're also a DEAD Psycho Rodeo Clown. Hope the friggin' costume was worth dying for... you sorry little waste of flesh.

START OVER, YOU IDIOT!