When i was 5 years old, i went to the state fair in Anchorage Alaska. I was walking minding my own business when suddenly this wierd looking clown pops in front of me and trys to give me a baloon AND a hug. Of course i got scared of how horribly scary he looked and so i kicked him, took a baloon and ran away screaming me head my head off.
Another reason i hate clowns is because, i went to a surprise party for a friend and the people thought that i was the birthday girl, so i walked in with the cake and the lights were off, then when i walked in a clown popped in front of me and yelled " SURPRISE!!!"... evil clown guy...
eww
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