how juanito got the name boozydaclown (true story)
this fucking guy. he started drinking at like 11 in the morning one day. downed many shots of tequila; drank many beers. by the time two oclock came around he got a phone call from his buddy. "hey your late man get your ass over here!"
oh shit, thought juanito. i forgot about the job today! juanito promised his good friend that he would be a clown for his buddy's neice at her birthday party. after hastily brushing his teeth, juanito threw on his clown gear and got to the party as fast as his big clown shoes could carry him.
he barged through the door, scaring the shit out of all the little boys and girls. "RAAAAAAAAAW!" he roared, holding his hands in the air, curling his fingers into claws. he then slouched his head down while still holding up his hands and began to chase the kids around the house. he did this for about an hour. the ppl hosting the party eventually found him passed out in a closet. a lot of these kids are scared to go near dark closets now. they fear they're going to find a big ugly clown sprawled out, reeking of liquor. and so now we call him boozy the clown.
this fucking guy.
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