Five years after all of the other bloggers…I decided to put a poll on my page. It’s over on the right side of the page. (nudges her head toward the right) Here’s my question to you:
You’d be bussed up to the event, and given some instruction on how to be a ‘clown’ in advance. You wouldn’t be paid for it; however, you could bring one relative/friend to be in the parade with you (a sister who’s had a really sucky summer, perhaps?) and 2 more guests to go up with you but watch the parade from the sidelines.
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I went to the gym and did 25 minutes straight on the elliptical machine. My legs are so dead that I have to drag myself across the floor by my elbows, which negates my plans to inflate the Bean I got on Black Friday and try it out.
I answered “Np”. I would rather have Root Canal than be a clown. Clowns have always creeped me out, even as a youngster. I think it was some evil clown that did it for me.
Every Minstrel has a bit of a clown in him.
OOps typo above…that was “no”, not “np”
“Clowns—why did there have to be clowns”—-Indiana Jones when he fell in the Clown Pit In “Raiders of the Lost (Golden) Arch”