Take that seltzer bottle and shove it...
It appears they have a phobia for everything. I looked mine up; it’s called coulrophobia -- fear of clowns. Speaking in public; going to class naked; stepping on snakes and spiders ain’t nothing compared to the willies I get from those big-shoed, red-nosed, homicidal maniacs. Call me a party pooper,... Sign in to see full entry.