I'm running away to join the circus

I'm going off to see the Jim Rose sideshow now.

Bite me, fuckers.

Anyone in the Philly vicinity wants to find me, I'll be on South Street.
With big platform Mary Janes, Bjork transmitters in my hair, and a large
scowling bald Engineer in tow.

All in black, of course!

Be there.

Or I stab you.

This means you, Wee Ninja Who Does Not Answer Her Phone.