Peanut the Clown....
On my way into work today I got behind a Honda Accord plastered with 1-800 numbers and a sign advising prospective clients on how to obtain the services of Peanut the Clown. It got me thinking. Strangely, I have come across many people that know or where rent-a-clowns. First, there was my ex-boyfriends uncle, Kitt, who was an out of work rent-a-clown. Then when I was in Peru, one of the Peruvian guys I worked with, Alan, was a rent-a-clown while he was in college. Oddly enough, Alan was unfamiliar with the chicken dance and instead of singing "Happy Birthday" he told me he would sing "Sopa Verde" which translated means green frog. He told me that it had something to do with making fun of the English. Between the language barrior and my blinding crush on him I really didn't catch the joke. Finally today, there is Peanut the Clown. I wonder if there is some subversive rent-a-clown community I know nothing about. They all meet after work and swill back beers while comparing the comfort level of their plastic noses and huge shoes. Would they let an outsider in? Could I go hang with the rent-a-clowns for a night just to see how it feels?
posted by betagirl at 8:31 AM
4 Comments:
I think that chilling with the off duty clown squad is probably one of the coolest sounding evenings I've ever heard of. I can juggle, is that good enough to get me in? Man, I need some higher clown education.
9:10 AM
I totally agree! I think all it would take is to get one person in and then we could slowly bring in one friend, then two, then three... I mean, if you can juggle I think you would have to be in!
9:15 AM
Will we all wear clown suits, or do you think that clowns are like comedians in their personal life; morose and uninterested in joviality? I mean, I'll totally wear the shoes and nose and wig and all, as long as I'm not the only one. I don't want to set myself up for a fall here, you know.
8:29 AM
You could always strike some happy medium. You could wear the clown suit and shoes, walk in with the nose in hand, and no make-up. The clowns won't laugh at you, right. As far as the attitude, my guess would be more on the morose end. If you had little kids wiping boogers on you all day you might be a bit morose too.
8:48 AM
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