"If you ladies are eighteen, line up on me like circus seals. If you don't turn 18 for another week eww no, that's sick."
To the homely girl standing up in the "L" formation, your posture is horrible and you might have scoliosis. To the rest of you, I doubt you're 18 so I hope you're vacationing in Mexico. I'd kill that Natalee Holloway at Señor Frogs.
Someone is going to kill this dude one day. I think there is a line when it comes to pranks and the clown dude goes screaming past it.
It's really not that bad because we are the spectators. But if I was the one being pranked, I might shit myself.
So I woke up today and noticed there was something weird feeling on my dick. So I looked at it, and there was a tick on the middle of the shaft.
I 'd like to take a count on this: how many of you are scared of clowns (Coulrophobia)? They've never really scared me, but it seems more people are terrfied by them then are not. I know Johnny Depp is, and it seems a good percentage of board members are. It was Pennywise, wasnt it? He scared you. HIIIIIIII, GEORGIE!!!!
Clowns are just inherently kind of creepy, the perpetual smile and overdone make up. Yeesh. I don't have a fear per se, but I had a bad experience as a kid. My mom's great aunt, a nice enough old lady, made me a clown as a craft project basically using googly-eyes and pipe cleaners and shit around a coffee can as a base when I was 5 or 6. It freaked me out a bit, I told my mom I didn't like it. She accidentally (probably on purpose) put it in my closet on a shelf about eye level. I opened it up one morning and evil fucking coffee clown was staring me in the eyes, I screamed bloody murder and backpedaled so fast I fell. I can still see it on that shelf. FUCK THAT.
That's nonsense. He was just a dancing clown that wanted us to float. We all float down here, Crown. When you're down here with us, you'll float too. Clowns don't bother me. They annoy me. Loud, in your face, dumb expression. Like being at a Juggalo concert except you feel kind of bad when you kick a clown in the throat in front of a kid. Whoever first thought to don corpse paint and blood red lips was either a beautifully sick bastard or a psychopath. No in-between. They are slightly creepy. Give you that. More the people that choose this career path than the actual clown archetype, though. How horrible was your childhood this seems like a viable lifestyle choice. Who hurt you?! Tell me who HURT YOU!
Yes, and if you had read that book when you were ten you would understand. It's a fucking clown that crawls out of the sewers and transforms into your worst nightmare to sweeten the meat. I still haven't forgiven my parents for letting me read it.
See anyone running at you with a chainsaw is going to freak you out. Im sure this wasn't filmed in the US as someone would have shot him by now. I couldn't walk up the stairs because of a dead spider. Clowns. MEH!
Never saw It till a few years ago. I liked Bozo the clown when I was a kid, otherwise clowns were just sort of there. They are only terrifying in the same way that St. Bernards are only terrifying when they are Cujo, otherwise they are fine. The only thing that I always found sinister, even before seeing the infamous Twilight Zone Talking Tina episode or Chucky, was the fucking dolls with the eyelids. Never was I more happy than when my daughter didn't show an interest in those fuckers.
The funnier version of that video is where he pulls that prank on some twitchy guy with a concealed carry license who draws down on him and puts two in his chest and one in his head. I can just imagine the court case. "Would the defendant please tell the court what happened on the evening in question." "Well your honor, I'd just witnessed the terrifyingly attired perpetrator execute a man with a sledge hammer when he charged after me with a chainsaw. Honestly, if I'd had a double barreled shotgun with me, I still would have put two in his chest and then reloaded to put one into his face to be sure. It frankly never occurred to me that it might have been anything other than the single most terrifying moment I could imagine and frankly the reason why I obtained a firearm and a concealed carry license." "Fair enough. Case dismissed."
My grandfather had a St. Bernard that he kept in a huge cage outside. One time we were over playing outside in the snow when he let it out. Damn thing chased me down and attacked me. He wanted to play, I wanted him to die. I was justifiably traumatized, went inside, had hot chocolate and watched a Three Stooges movie. I think it was the one where they had a huge spider chasing them that was bigger than houses. That movie exists, right? Anyway, might be why I'm afraid of spiders too as all I could think was how awful that would be. Obviously it was before I knew it couldn't really happen. But now I'm wondering if that's where my spider hate started. I have no issues with clowns. I mean, I'm not weird.