u/pukooltnod

Hear me out... as a just about 40yo juff, who has never had a social media account, (except for maybe this, and an AIM profile back as a youngin', lol), I just don't get why people are so shitty to eachother. Despite my profile being a few years old, I created it, and then only ever started using it in the last 6 months or so, 98% so for this sub. I've tried branching out and posting on other subs, even ones that are innocuous as fook, but it seems like you get nothing but people responding within frickin' minutes talking nothing but shit. I know, I know, I'm 'old'...and call me a pussy or whatever...but why would people even want to engage with communities just shitting on them and each other constantly? At least here is a good place for the most part, (for obvious reasons, we're family after all), but hell...I guess I'm just not good at, or used to, this shyte apparently? 🤷‍♂️ Lol. Sorry for the rant, fam. Two scoops. 🎪🪓🏃‍♂️

I don't have facebook, but a homie sent me this link this morning. Don't believe I've personally seen this before, nor was I at that gathering. Fresh, though! 🎪🪓🏃‍♂️

....curious to hear the family's thoughts on either #1, or #2, or both, as per the below.

The only rule is it has to be from an LP, EP, single, or otherwise recorded and accessible to the common ninja. 🥷

1. Favorite clown 'skit' - (be it an intro, outro, interlude, self-contained track, clip, backwards-talk, you name it!)

2. Least favorite - (above stipulations, purely speculations, hearsay and poppycock, all apply)

3..2...1.... GO! 🎪🪓🏃‍♂️

Absolute favorite clown memory of all time?

Not necessarily the first one where you tried to look fresh in front of your homies, 😉, but curious to hear the absolute most meaningful moment for YO ASS personally!

Could be the first time you were introduced to The Carnival;

Or the first time your bruv said, "Listen to THIS shit!";

Or buying one of your first tickets to the clown show at your local JC Penny, (where they used to have that TicketMaster room upstairs, by the returns and layaway, lol);

Or hell...who cares what it was??

Just curious to garner a dope-ass conversation about how the family popped their....(well, you know the rest)... And also celebrate why we're all still here today...after a year in, or over 30!

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The women in our lives, especially those privileged enough to be Mothers, make this ENTIRE fookin' world go 'round! We would be truly lost without them, (or at least I would be!) My whole point being, hug your wife today (if you can / is applicable), and call your Mom and tell her just how frickin' much you love her (again, if you can / is applicable). I know everyone has their own situation, and I hope I didn't offend anyone, but let's just give a big round of applause to the 'lettes today (and everyday). 💐 🎪🪓🏃‍♂️

I've never been afraid of clowns, but these clowns were different. There was nothing funny about these clowns, in fact...they smiled, they juggled, they laughed. But yet something was terribly, terribly wrong. I didn't like these clowns for I could see through them...I knew what they we're really like. I knew that this carnival that had come to my village was an evil, evil thing.......... 🎪🪓🏃‍♂️

My only child (daughter) is just under 5yo now, and she's obsessed with singing, dancing, drawing, painting...anything art-related, really. (She takes after her Daddy in that department. 😉) And she legitimately LOVES the "happy clowns", whenever I put them on audio or visual mediums. (I have a video on my phone that I'll never delete of her dancing like all get-out to Tilt-A-Whirl at a bit passed 2 years old, while my 'Bootlegged in LA' DVD was playing on the TV...saying "Daddy look!". It even ended it with the cutest lil' "whoop whoop" you'd ever want to hear. 🥹) But I digress... I hope Joe and Joey are still playing when my wife and I feel it's appropriate enough for me to take her to a show, but I really don't think that's gunna happen. My wife...despite us meeting in middle school, re-finding eachother after college, being together since 2010, married and buying our home 6 years later, and the endless clown shows I've dragged her to over the years, is pretty far from being "down". She placates me, and puts up with it, but not much more'n that. Lol. All that dumb endless context to say...when did you let your kid(s) fully get into this family, let them listen to any song they want unfiltered, take them to their first show, etc.? Especially curious if anyone reads this and is in a relationship where their partner isn't a lo or lette, but you are, and they think it's "too inappropriate" for your kiddo to listen to, and experience in general. Sorry for the essay fam, this has just been on my mind for a bit, and curious to hear others' stories. Two big ol' scoops, fam! 🎪🪓🏃‍♂️