Who would Win

[Hard Boiled]

There is a monster told of in Clown Lore. It is a horrible but beautiful thing. We regard it as a God of wonder and honk our horns in joy and fright. It is immortal, and will never be destroyed. It is faceless, breathless, and uncommunicative. All things stay within it, but only because it allows it. After every dead George, Rube, Sing, or even black holes, there is one who out lives and takes over. We Clowns know it as HONK HONK HONK HONK! But you call it...space