tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36472527.post3772599259298009890..comments2023-08-03T04:19:52.300-07:00Comments on Riot Kitty: In praise of being a bad kitty.Riot Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725825736285347870noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36472527.post-58089916773318605002009-03-13T10:31:00.000-07:002009-03-13T10:31:00.000-07:00I love this meme because there are no rules which ...I love this meme because there are no rules which means you can change it up anyway you want to! Congrats. I will visit your nominees.Susan English Masonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05661766173970296173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36472527.post-70043666913025446072009-03-09T23:17:00.000-07:002009-03-09T23:17:00.000-07:00I would say I hate clowns but for one tiny, minor ...I would say I hate clowns but for one tiny, minor detail...you just suggested I am one. Hence, to hate clowns would be to hate myself. Which some people have suggested would be the right path, so maybe I should...ah, nuts, now I am going to have a metaphysical quandary about the possibilities of hating clowns other than me while not being a clown that I am named for being for possessing all the qualities of a clown without having the name which, of course, I now have, but what if I don't accept it...do I still have the name? On the other hand, ...*urk*<BR/><BR/>I thank you for this award :-)Darth Weaselhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01371680007744419495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36472527.post-73997353227149552282009-03-09T18:41:00.000-07:002009-03-09T18:41:00.000-07:00As I was just coming of age my family and I were l...As I was just coming of age my family and I were living with the Criollos in the Beni province of Bolivia. We had moved there from Sarasota FL with the sole purpose of getting away from the circus folks. Little did we know that just outside of our village was el campo del payaso maligno, the spawing grounds of scary clowns. I was scarred for life. True story.<BR/><BR/>-not reallyMr. Riot Kittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14741506897292509259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36472527.post-61068103830403773622009-03-09T09:19:00.000-07:002009-03-09T09:19:00.000-07:00I know why we fear the clown. When I was 5 I went ...I know why we fear the clown. When I was 5 I went to a birthday party where there was a clown. He'd been drinking (I could tell by the smell) and I don't think he'd washed in a week (eau de street people). Plus, his pants were unzipped. And the mom of the birthday twerp MADE US ALL SIT IN HIS LAP. As he giggled maniacally. I. Hate. Clowns.listen for azurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04300428777385011211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36472527.post-80204494133078636352009-03-09T04:06:00.000-07:002009-03-09T04:06:00.000-07:00Neat-o, it's Scary Clown time at RK's! Lovin the s...Neat-o, it's Scary Clown time at RK's! Lovin the squirrel! He's terrifying! *falls over laffing*<BR/><BR/>And I am not coola and hippa. Especially now that you have the SC Award!Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36472527.post-66167345594597539162009-03-09T00:20:00.000-07:002009-03-09T00:20:00.000-07:00Bless you for the squirrel touch. I freaking disl...Bless you for the squirrel touch. I freaking dislike clowns.<BR/><BR/>CxxClairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15681193035888306703noreply@blogger.com