This summer, ask yourself these questions: Do you like beer? Do you pick up trash for a living? Is it wrong to lust after a pinhead? And can a full grown woman truly fall in love with a midget? For the answers to these and many other queries, step right up, folks, for the (almost) clown-free production of Freaks. That’s right, for the finest display of knee pads, bald caps and bloody boas, jet your slack-jawed psyches on down to the big top, Kelly Anchors style. We’re not lyin’ folks, it’s funny. Freaks, schizos, sock puppets and love. What else could you possibly ask for?