| Why it would be wonderful to date a clown: |
[Aug. 2nd, 2004|03:14 pm]
the Greatest Show on Earth.
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* No fear of relationship getting too serious too fast
* "Hypoallergenic" not in her vocabulary
* Absolutely zero pressure to be funny
* Could get rides with the gang (but no room for groceries)
* Clothes-borrowing a factory-installed emergency warning to re-evaluate wardrobe
* 1) Happy or 2) Sad; none of the typical I-can't-figure-out-what-I'm-feeling-but-you're-to-blame emotional antics.
* Lots of whoopee cushions lying around to accuse
* No fear that her friends are too cool for me (except maybe the midgets)
* Plenty of seltzer around
* Comic prosthetics
* Greek word for clown ( sklêropaiktês ) = "hard-player"
* Hair could never look as bad as hers in the morning (although today would be a close call...)
* Pointing and laughing no longer necessarily directed at me
* Regularly surrounded by the objects of my other paraphilias (cigars, shoes, Bulgarian tightrope gymnasts... * )
* Learning the ways of Unlawful Carnie Knowledge
* All the fun and none of the social stigma of dating Jenny McCarthy
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excited