Why, you ask? God damnit, why the eff NOT?!
See evidence below :
I think it all started when I was around 8. I remember that the whole family went to a carnival somewhere(on the outskirts of Manchester, maybe). We bought tickets to go inside the big performance tent to see the spectacle. After like 10 minutes into the performances, a group of clowns came out and started doing their thing. Everyone was laughing their faces off but I wasn't. All I could think of at that moment was that each of the clowns looked scary as hell. The way they looked at the crowd was kinda creepy and, dare I say it, evil. I saw glints of mischief that just freaked me out. It was probably then, that at the age of 8, I knew. I knew that clowns are the spawn of satan.
Heck, I don't even like Ronald McDonald, for pete sake. Have you seen those shoes? Yeah, the ginormous ones? I think he uses it to stomp on little kids that don't buy a Happy Meal.
So, what are you afraid of?
*ponder*
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I recommend listening to If You Steal My Sunshine by Len. Loved it during the 90s.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMl2QtZmLEQ
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