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DO KILLER CLOWNS KNOW IT’S WEDNESDAY?

DO KILLER CLOWNS KNOW IT’S WEDNESDAY?

So, here we are existing through yet another Wednesday. 
Oddly, I have mused all during this day about “Killer Clowns”.
Not too sure as to why.
But, I’m dealing with it, them.
Maybe it’s a LSD flashback from that wierd trip I went through in 1969. (Last time I EVER do two Orange double barrels at 8am.)
Or maybe it is because I once hung with “Killer Clowns”.  
But, they are all either incarcerated or deceased now. 
I am truly “The Last Man Standing“, of the original nine.
I am turning 60 on October the fifth.  Never in my wildest of dreams did I consider I would someday celebrate six decades on your planet. 
My family and friends grow more amazed each year, as they never expected me to survive past my eighteenth birthday.  
Yet, here I am. 
Not to say I am positive I will be around to celebrate my sixtieth, though. You never know. Congestive heart failure could win.
Makes no never mind. Already had my seven cracks at the ole “death bat”. Seven times, seven plains, seven confessions and seven choices. 
Number eight the choice is theirs.  No seven paths to return here in this contorted space/time continuum. 
Only one path. No choice.  The final glory of meeting your own “personal Jesus”.
Killer Clowns are never spotted on Wednesday.  
I wonder why?
Some believe them to be evil. Sent by the Devil himself. 
Maybe they all made the wrong choices when they passed their seven times.
Maybe their eighth time their path was to spend eternity as a Wednesdayless Killer Clown.
What more bitter a Hell could there be.
Personally, I believe they come from somewhere within the New England States. (Probably close to Stephen King’s home, just putting that out there).
Why do we have any type of clowns? 
Ask any adult if they like clowns and nine out of ten will exclaim,  “Hell,NO!”.
No one will admit it is because of those grotesque “upsidedown” creepy bastards that were always in the Christmas Parades of all events. 
Fracking evil creatures gave me nightmares for life. 
Stupidly,  I think my  first wife was an under covered closet Killer Clown. She scared the humour out of me.
But, that is a story for another day.
So, I will be having a mind fart all day and evening as I query, “Do Killer Clowns know it’s Wednesday?”
I will have to smoke some “Devil’s Weed” and attempt to resolve this quandary.
(Which raises another question.  Why do we call harmless marijuana “The Devil’s Weed” and the very dangerous PCP, “Angel Dust”. Not only is it false advertising,  it is also just not true.)
So sayeth The LightHouse Dann Verner, on this day of September the 13th year 2017 of your inaccurate calendar. 

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