When I was in high school we were assigned The Lottery and another dystopian short story about people who "win" tickets to an amusement park where every ride could be your last. I can't remember the title, but this photo is of that freakshow, I'd bank on it.
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Holy crackerjacks! That rusty yellow clown head is disturbing. Imagine running into it, unexpectedly, on a stroll at dusk...!
ReplyDeleteI never knew what it was called I just knew that a fucking clown is not something I wanna see or be around!
ReplyDeleteDat is a fucked up picture!
ReplyDeleteI'm reading the Dark Tower series by Stephen King and for some reason it reminds of Blaine the Train even though it doesn't match the physical description it does match the uber-creepy feeling I get when looking at it.
ReplyDeleteYou all rock! Thanks for hanging in during my forced Sabattical. But, I'mmmm baaaaccckkk!
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