I know I dont write in this much anymore-cause I got a super cool
Xanga, but I have an interesting story sure to keep you on the edge of your seat.
Ladies, and gentleman, boys and girls, what you are about to read is a horrifying tale. A tale so terrible, that anyone who scares easily may not want to read it. Not only that, but it is a true story. It's a story that my brother told me about some girl at UT and it happened a few months ago. So if you're prepared to have your socks scared off, and you panties pissed in, than here we go.
It was a dark and windy night right after the baby sitter had put the children to sleep. She quietly moved into the living room making a concious attempt not to awake the young ones. Sitting down on the couch, she noticed that her worst fear was staring her straight in the eye. A statue of a clown. Trying to keep her cool, the babysitter called the mother of the children. "Hi, um I just put the kids to sleep, but I have this fear of clowns. Do you mind if I just put your clown statue in a closet until I go? It's really freaking me out," she explained. The mother became confused not knowing what she was referring to "We don't own a clown statue..." the mother said slowly. "Look, can I just put this thing in the closet until you get home? It will be ok in there, I promise," she said with a sense of nervousness escalading in her voice. As though it all made sense the mother finally screamed "OH MY GOSH!!! Grab the children, run into the bathroom, and call the cops!!! Our neighbor is a schizophrenic midget who dresses up as a clown!!!"
Terrifying? I think so. Schizophrenic clown midgets? Kinda crazy-huh? Anywho, hope you enjoyed!