Hey eek, I've done some clown work and barking. I hung out with the feral clowns for a bit, some of the only people with a sense of humor as extreme as mine. I'll never forget squatting with them, standing out on the front porch with a plate of breakfast "HEY, WHERE'S THE HOT SAUCE?!" SMASH, it comes flying out the front window. Apply to food, drop bottle on ground.
Nothing like watching a couple of clowns cook bacon naked just because someone told them that was the dumbest thing they could think of.
Hey eek, I've done some clown work and barking. I hung out with the feral clowns for a bit, some of the only people with a sense of humor as extreme as mine. I'll never forget squatting with them, standing out on the front porch with a plate of breakfast "HEY, WHERE'S THE HOT SAUCE?!" SMASH, it comes flying out the front window. Apply to food, drop bottle on ground.
Nothing like watching a couple of clowns cook bacon naked just because someone told them that was the dumbest thing they could think of.
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