frenticfrenetic
Yes, this is my Saturday evening: correcting Buffistas' spelling.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Sadly, I looked up the spelling, saw the correct spelling, and forgot to change it.
It's not you, Hecubus. It's that I was the most serious, honest, credulous teenager in the Mountain Time Zone and everybody liked to tell me unbelievable shit, get me all curious, and then yell "Psych!" and laugh.(But you are a tease.) I think I still halfway expect it. I thinK I'd be okay with the makeup but probably not balloon animals. Buffistas has changed me because when the policewoman in "The Job" broke up with the transvestite I wondered if maybe she wasn't harsh.
Coming soon to Faribault, MN: A steak House and jazz club. [link]
Now I'm picturing clown porn where one of the clowns engages in ever more frentic balloon animal-making.
There might've been balloon animals.
Oooh! Look. There's a backlash! Stop Clown Porn Now!
My mom is afraid of clowns...actually I think she's afraid of getting pulled up on stage and a clown was the agent of such an event once. She would be SO appalled, Hec.
I wanna start the backlash to the backlash: "Be Indifferent to Clown Porn Now!"
Because there just aren't enough angry, passionately indifferent people in the world.
Is it any surprise that the local morning DJ's euphamism for sex is "making balloon animals?" Clowns, they're not just for the circus anymore.
I think it's only natural that any culture that sees a renaissance in zombies and pirates should also see an increased interest in clowning.
eta: Not that that makes it right....