KillingAntics
January 28th, 2004, 12:39 PM
I hated clowns from the first time I saw one....I was 4 years old...I was at the fair...I walked in with my mom and was looking around at all the new sites. I felt this presents behind me...A clown was stalking me trying to give me this purple balloon...I hated purple and when I saw his over-smiling face this intinctive fear came over me....my first reaction: I kicked him in his leg. I then made him look as if he was abusing me by pointing and screaming saying, "He hurt me he hurt me." My mom had no idea what to do, but pick me and try to explain to the clown. While she proceeded to do that, I pulled off his nose sinse I was now in reach of it...My mom spank the hell of out of me...so now I a repugnance for all clowns.
How could anything be that happy with a 20 1/2 shoe size...impossible
How could anything be that happy with a 20 1/2 shoe size...impossible