Didn’t see the first clown for about a half-hour. Horn-honker. 13-footer. You know how you know that in the water, Chief? You can tell by lookin’ from the wig to the shoes. What we didn’t know, was that our bomb mission was so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn’t even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, clowns come cruisin’ by, so we formed ourselves into tight groups. It was sorta like you see in the calendars, you know the infantry squares in the old calendars like the Battle of Waterloo and the idea was the clown come to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin’ and hollerin’ and sometimes that clown he go away… but sometimes he wouldn’t go away.
Sometimes that clown looks right at ya. Right into your eyes. And the thing about a clown is he’s got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll’s eyes. When he comes at ya, he doesn’t even seem to be livin’… ’til he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then… ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin’. The ocean turns red, and despite all your poundin’ and your hollerin’ those clowns come in and… they tickle you to pieces.
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You have way too much time on your hands.
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