My Brother, the Clown
Those who know me in real life know about my fear of clowns. I don't like their shady smug demon smiles, their little bikes, and I hate balloons most of all. Conversely, I love my brother, the clown. Go figure. He's a kook. He turns 40 this year, and we're still waiting for him to stop terrorizing... Sign in to see full entry.