She's Sketchy
I hate clowns. They scare me. This fear is most likely due to the scene in "Poltergeist" where that freaky clown toy tries to kill the little boy. Stephen King's "It" didn't help matters either. So, when I heard that a clown would be coming to the birthday party we attended today, I did not share the enthusiasm of the other guests (most of them being under the age of 7). Unfortunately, when the clown arrived, she did nothing to diminish my aversion. She was cranky, had long magenta talons for fingernails, and clearly did not want to be at the party. To top it all off, she was called "Sketchy." Appropriate name? You decide.
And what, may I ask, is this thing? I know it is supposed to be happy and yellow, and probably fashioned after some beloved children's cartoon character, but still, it creeped me out.
Clearly, I have some unresolved issues from my childhood.
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