Seriously. I worry so much I have trouble winding down. Too much to do in the day I guess... or clowns.

Hey, thanks! Those pictures are just what I needed to fall asleep! ...and slip beneath the surface into the land of flesh-eating nightmares.

*shudder*

Speaking personally, this is not a nightmare-inducing picture. YMMV.

I too have trouble winding down. I need to engage in manual labor or something. Wear my body out so I have no choice but to sleep.

what does happy dead clown gum taste like?

Cheap hooch and cigarellos? Gum disease? Carny?

Wolverine gum?

At night, whilst seagulls laugh,
the waves break brick red
foam, spill spumes of blood from
each and every fragile coastal rock.

At night, paranoia slips like algae
over old desires, and stifles that
with which my day glow heart
had felt in reach.

At night, the shadows grow,
turn coats to claws, and clocks
to frightened clowns. Feed every
noise with iceberg chill.

At night I am Golgotha bound,
wrapped in sheets, made simple
by a three day wish.

And every night will be my last,
until that shallow light comes rushing
in, and shadows move like tombstone
rocks, and dawn echoes with a verdant
sigh, and whispers that it’s alright.

That it’s alright.
That now it’s time to sleep.

Speaking of not sleeping, where's ethylene?

*leaves out gifts of turkish coffee, cigarettes, espresso shots and a tasty green nug in hopes of attracting the lavish gifts of the wily ethylene this Nosleepmas*

I used to have that sound bite as my computer shut down sound.

If you had to be eaten by a clown, which clown would you pick to be eaten by?

The one with the biggest feet.

aaaw, who is that little monkey? I wan't that shirt!

wan't? wtf is that?

I just figured it was a contraction for 'want to get'.

I can't close my eyes, I never close my eyes / See, they're always there with that funny hair...