I was never scared of clowns or anything as a kid but FUCK that. If this was ever done to me I’d either have a heart attack, run and shit my pants and hope the clown took pity on me, or just fucking kill myself so he didn’t get the satisfaction of doing it. I’m not kidding at all. I’d fucking die in this situation. Whether I die of fear, embarrassment or suicide is the only question. But all roads end at my obit.
PS – Brass balls on the guy at the gas station, huh? Just asking a maniacal clown what he’s doing while he dumps gasoline around his car? Pretty obvious what he’s doing bro, he’s murdering you. Get the fuck out.
By feitelberg posted May 14th, 2014 at 1:55 PM
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