Goddamn I love clowns.
So! After 7 years or so, my dad decided to unpack my mom's clown collection on a whim.
Did you know these used to have names? Because they used to have names. Every single one of them. I had them all memorized, too. Too bad it's been 7 years and I don't remember any of them (okay, with a few exceptions) now.
And there are actually more (like, 35-ish more), but they weren't on the couch for whatever reason. Mostly, those are the ones we already have set up on display, but there are a few others that were set aside for other reasons (like the sad hobo clown with a broken foot). And, of course, there are some you can't see because they're buried under other ones. The point is, we have roughly over 9000 of them.
IDEK WHAT WE'RE GOING TO DO WITH ALL THESE. It would probably make sense to sell them to help with the money situation but that'd be like tearing my childhood and what fond memories I have of my mother apart :'(
Did you know these used to have names? Because they used to have names. Every single one of them. I had them all memorized, too. Too bad it's been 7 years and I don't remember any of them (okay, with a few exceptions) now.
And there are actually more (like, 35-ish more), but they weren't on the couch for whatever reason. Mostly, those are the ones we already have set up on display, but there are a few others that were set aside for other reasons (like the sad hobo clown with a broken foot). And, of course, there are some you can't see because they're buried under other ones. The point is, we have roughly over 9000 of them.
IDEK WHAT WE'RE GOING TO DO WITH ALL THESE. It would probably make sense to sell them to help with the money situation but that'd be like tearing my childhood and what fond memories I have of my mother apart :'(