Topic: Ah, how fondly I remember life in 1950s America
Anonymous A started this discussion 3 years ago#107,822
As kids, me and the boys would stop by the soda fountain after the sock hop, then take a stroll down the street, where we would wave and smile at the hordes of evil clowns with razor fangs and glowing, yellow eyes who lived in reeking sewers and tried to lure us in to eat us. It was such a simpler time!
> As kids, me and the boys would stop by the soda fountain after the sock hop, then take a stroll down the street, where we would wave and smile at the hordes of evil clowns with razor fangs and glowing, yellow eyes who lived in reeking sewers and tried to lure us in to eat us. It was such a simpler time!
My buddy Joe and I, we had our favorite storm drain out on the corner of Wickham and Hennipin. There was a clown there who we'd shoot the breeze with once in a while. My other buddy Billy, he preferred the clown in the drain over by West Street, and little Sandra Beans, that's Bobby Beans' sister, she preferred the one in the drain on Maple Street. But for Joe and me, the one on Wickham and Hennipin was always our favorite storm drain clown to talk to. Man I miss the 50s before the EPA flushed all the clowns out of the sewers.
> Jeepers kids, let’s go have a gangbang with Mary Sue in the sewers after Little Orphan Annie is done with on the radio!
And then let's go ask that funny clown with the scratchy voice and urine-yellow eyes who lives in the sewer out by the library whether he thinks Timmy Driscoll is gonna ask Marybelle Summers to the school dance this year!