I'm terrified of clowns. "Puppet People" a.k.a. scary-looking mascots and the folks who wear them make me uneasy. (With the exception of Jazz Bear, who I'm positive is real and not a human in a mascot costume.) But this was something extremely scary staring me down in the windshield.
And this is coming from someone who has hit a giant deer while driving a Ford Escort. This was almost scarier than having a couple of antlers aimed over your car hood. Because it was in broad daylight.
I shudder to think of the giant, sticky cotton candy this big baby would eat. Or the diaper. Think of the giant diaper, and the contents therein.
You ski. I ski. Hold on while I make this awkward.
10 years ago
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