My brother Robbie was a film major in college and now makes commercials for a firm called VitalSmarts. Even when he was in high school, he and a bunch of his friends used to make movies just for fun. A few years ago, he put a bunch of his movies from high school and college onto DVDs and handed them out to family members. My children love watching Uncle Robbie's movies.
One of these movies is a little gem called "Apokalypse Klown", starring my brother's friend Brad as a really freaky clown who lives in the basement and, as clowns are wont to do, kills people. The girls like watching it, but they find the clown freaky all the same.
Today we went to church with my parents. It just so happens that Brad of the Klown fame also goes to my parents' church. When I saw him after Sacrament Meeting, I pointed him out to Vicki and Lexi. "See that guy over there talking to Uncle Robbie? He's the clown from 'Apokalypse Klown'!"
Blink, blink. "Really?"
"Yep! Do you want to go meet him?"
Both of them shuddered, and neither one paused for even a second before answering "NO!!!" in voices much too loud for church.
Apokalypse Klown, your legacy lives on. And I'm really glad we don't have a basement.
I don't blame the girls one bit. That clown was creepy.
ReplyDeleteWhere do I get my hands on one of those DVDs? I've been just itching to watch Texas Pop-Tart Massacre again.
I hate clowns, especially the kind that live in the basement.
ReplyDeleteI'll put it on youtube soon, I promise.
ReplyDeleteAnd remember, when you don't have a basement, the clowns simply live in your downstairs. Or in your garage.
ReplyDeleteNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
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