I’m sorry, davidpnyc, it’s like some sinister force overtook my hands as I was typing. I call that force “Marika,” for no particular reason.
Clowns: adore ’em or fear ’em?
Button Sunday
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I’m sorry, davidpnyc, it’s like some sinister force overtook my hands as I was typing. I call that force “Marika,” for no particular reason.
Clowns: adore ’em or fear ’em?
“Send in the Clowns…”
Don’t bother, THEY’RE HERE!
At least some of them have little X-eyes. That means they’re dead.
Wait.
No.
Zombie Clowns?
*shiver*
Zombie clowns. Nice!
They won’t rest until they’ve eaten your funny bone. Stumbling, shambling, every step squishy with bloated flesh, counterpointed with the soul-shivering ‘squeak!’ of the clown shoes, they desire nothing more than to take…
the…
last…
laugh!
I think that clowns embody the basic undertow that is human culture, that which drags us under to flounder about in the depths until we drown.
Either that, or they’re just people with intense make-up issues.
By the way, your buttons gave me an idea for the world’s creepiest cupcakes.
Ha!!
clowns
I keep thinking they are cookies 🙂
tea?
First I had nothing to do with this.
Second, I adore that david fears them
I once offended a person on my f-list when I mentioned how some clowns are very scary looking! She sometimes dresses up as a clown.