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As Veep's cutthroat vice president Selina Meyer, Julia Louis-Dreyfus is both hilarious and terrifying. In the May issue of GQ, however, the actress appears to be shtupping a clown, and that's plain terrifying. Full stop, no clown horn.
Why isn't the sweet, mouthy Louis-Dreyfus sobbing with bone-shaking, primordial fear, her mouth formed into a perfect O-shaped rictus of horror? Why isn't her face smeared with the powdery death-mask of the harlequin's haunting visage as he mounts her in the throes of clown coitus? Why, in a subsequent photo, would she appear smiling at their jester spawn?