On clowns: Come to think of it, I once read this novel about this childrens entertainer that abducted kids, took them home, tortured them, then hacked them into little peices and hid them under his house. I think the name of the book was "Billy". Damn good book. Based on a true story too. Why doesnt this freak me out? I dunno. I still think clowns are funny.
On Horses: When I was younger, I was placed on a horse barback, no saddle or anything. Then my uncle, and I use this term loosely, stuipidly flicked a ciggerette stub across the horses face, spooked the horse, and promptly sent the horse running. With me still on its back. I managed to fall off seconds after, into the trainers arms. But DAMN did that freak me out. <p>------------------
"There is nothin' as sure in the world as the glitter of gold and the treachery of Elves."
- Old Dwarf Saying
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