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Actually, one that still haunts me to this day is when the clown doll jumps out from under the bed in Poltergeist. I have absolutely hated clowns since the day I saw that movie.
Funny story about that:
I was in about the 3rd or 4th grade and we had Bingo at a school fund-raising festival. If you won, you got to pick out one of the prizes (toys) from the stage. This was right after Poltergeist came out. The day goes on, and I don't win until there were only two prizes left. I walk up there, and it is between a f**king clown doll and some kind of ballerina thing. Now you know I can't choose the ballerina in front of all the other kids, but I'm not kidding I was petrified of clowns! This mother f**cker was an exact replica of the one in the movie (at least in my head). I buck up and take the clown. I try to drop that thing 3 or 4 times throughout the day at this festival, and lo and behold someone would pick it up and return it to me. I eventually have to take this toy home with me.
The next day, I put the clown in the garbage can UNDER a newspaper. Wouldn't you know that my mom decides to show my dad a story that she had read, so she has to get the paper out of the garbage. When she discovers the clown, she brings it up to my room and asks why it was in the garbage. I act ignorant of the situation, so she leaves it in my room and goes back downstairs. Basically, I can not get rid of this clown!
I hid that clown doll at the bottom of my toy chest and had many sleepless nights when it stormed waiting for that clown to hop up on the end of my bed.
Man, do I hate ****ing clowns! I think I need to see a shrink.
Funny story about that:
I was in about the 3rd or 4th grade and we had Bingo at a school fund-raising festival. If you won, you got to pick out one of the prizes (toys) from the stage. This was right after Poltergeist came out. The day goes on, and I don't win until there were only two prizes left. I walk up there, and it is between a f**king clown doll and some kind of ballerina thing. Now you know I can't choose the ballerina in front of all the other kids, but I'm not kidding I was petrified of clowns! This mother f**cker was an exact replica of the one in the movie (at least in my head). I buck up and take the clown. I try to drop that thing 3 or 4 times throughout the day at this festival, and lo and behold someone would pick it up and return it to me. I eventually have to take this toy home with me.
The next day, I put the clown in the garbage can UNDER a newspaper. Wouldn't you know that my mom decides to show my dad a story that she had read, so she has to get the paper out of the garbage. When she discovers the clown, she brings it up to my room and asks why it was in the garbage. I act ignorant of the situation, so she leaves it in my room and goes back downstairs. Basically, I can not get rid of this clown!
I hid that clown doll at the bottom of my toy chest and had many sleepless nights when it stormed waiting for that clown to hop up on the end of my bed.
Man, do I hate ****ing clowns! I think I need to see a shrink.
