Maria Tea: Clownfish. A series of sketches born in rush hour. 'My mouth was hanging open. I was eating a fly'. 'I saw her coming; it was something else'. 'I thought his dick was real'. 'It was stressful, but worth it. It was like being stuck in the lift with your best man; you can't f*ck... and there's nothing else to do'. 'I mean... it didn't seem like nothing; more like... a lost child waiting to be picked up by the fashion police'. 'I wanted to kill myself... then I thought it's too late'.