K hi. I'm back. School is why. That should be enough of an explanation. Anywhoozies, let's get started with what happened at my school.I've always had a mutual fear of clowns. I used to say that they "scare" me, when really I just thought they were a little creepy and pervy. But now bish, BUT NOW, if I ever go to a circus and see a clown my ass will be outta there faster than one of Taylor Swift's relationships. I SUH-WEEAARR. These motherfvckin clowns are luring children with candy. But you see, that's where they go wrong. Everyone nowadays, knows that candy rots your teeth. They should've just said that they have free wifi.
(Ignore the other clown to the side. I think the title says its name is Donald Trump?)
A lot of crazy shit happens at my school. Idk why, but these private school children can't seem to chill. There's this boy in my grade, let's name him Brian (his actual name does start with a b). He has (had) a friend named, let's call him Dean (his actual name did start with a d). Dean was apparently walking home from school one day and was kidnapped, beaten, and murdered by a clown. Now, I fully believe this story because, 1, who would make this up? And, 2, people were posting "R.I.P Dean" on Insta. WTF. Now I think I'm going to move to Australia bc they don't have killer clowns there...do they? Or is it just another idiotic and messed up American thing?
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How to Be a Bitch
Humorjust a basic rant of my life. a little bit weird, a little bit depressing...the usual.