I know, some people really dig clowns. My sister in law is one of those people. I however, am certainly not. Clowns freak me out. Maybe it’s because of scary clown movies, or a bad Bozo nightmare I’ve blocked from my consciousness, but for whatever reason, clowns fall into my “not only no, but HELL NO” category.
So, we’re traipsing through a classy little thrift store the other day and come upon a whole display of clowns. Being the stuff that nightmares of made of, and we are, after all, Thrift Store HORROR!, I snapped a few pics. Here we see a creepy but rather unassuming clown.
Our next specimen raises the creepy quotient a bit. He has that mischievous look in his eye.
And then of course we have a small group of clowns that at first glance seem to be innocently having a conversation with a pair of cookie monster slippers.
But what is that on the right? WTF? Lets take a closer look--
umm, so, yeah…. it appears that Clowny McPervert here is getting all up in some other clown’s business. Seriously? Someone needs to rearrange this display.