With all this over reactions to the Clown stuff going on, here is a little story I wrote in December, 2015.

You're in an office building at night. No one else has access, just you. You're sitting on the toilet doing your business when all of a sudden you hear the door to the restroom open. Your heart skips a beat as your entire body stiffens in silence. You can hear soft footprints shuffle closer as the tips of two really large long red feet stop in front of your stall. You are unable to see through the door cracks. The only thing visible are the large red feet and the yellow with blue pokadots baggy pants. What do you do?
- Max M. Power

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