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The compound is under construction. Gathering enough plywood, galvanized tin and used trailers takes time, not to mention stockpiling all the shotgun ammo, canned goods and bourbon.
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Mindy is not the only clown hater in the bunch you know. I will not be able to spend any time at the compound until that clown goes away.
So I guess hiring this guy to entertain at your birthday is a bad idea?
I'm scared, so very scared....
I wonder how many children he has tied up in his basement?
Speaking of clowns and basements, did I ever mention I went to high school with John Wayne Gacy's paperboy?
Ten lived down the street from him when she was in grade school.
Ugh. I'm still amazed no one complained of smells.
Can I tell you how many times I rode my bicycle past his house with no notion of what was happening? He lived on my street about three blocks down, but on the other side of the "busy street" that we had to get permission to cross (Canfield). At the time he was "active" there were stories flying around my neighborhood about not taking candy from some clown (literally) down by the Turn-Style. While I'm sure it was just an urban myth, I often wonder if it was him. So, can you blame me if I find them completely creepy? Really, I can't look at it.
Is it me, or is the clown picture growing every time I look at it again?
Ten, that is something. I'd love to have a story like that to scare my kids with! Feel free to use this site as a visual aid for maximum effect. I know a couple of guys who witnessed his execution--they worked on the case.
JY, it's just that he's growing in prominence, in your thoughts.
That one's particularly creepy with his salacious smile.
I was drinking with this guy the other night, at the bowling alley lounge...out by the airport.
Aiiiiieeeeee!
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