Friday, February 22, 2008

Interesting facts for one and all.



A little known fact about my good self: I am one the worlds leading experts on "Homo Humerus" - the Common Clown.

In fact 5 years ago, I wrote a book on this close relative to the human race, compiling 7 years of research of clowns in captivity, and in the wild.

It sold 2 copies.

As nothing I ever do is destined to make any money, I have decided to release the contents of "Now You're Clowning - The feeding habits, developmental needs, and mating rituals of the Common Clown" into the public domain.

To mark the occasion, I thought I'd kick things of by publishing some of the many "Clown Facts" found in the appendix of this book!

CLOWN FACT #976: Although clowns share 95% DNA with humans, and could breed with a human, there has never been a recorded instance of a human-clown crossbreed.

CLOWN FACT #977: Once a clown finds a female clown to mate with, they mate for life, female clowns are rarely seen outside their "nests", made from mud, leaves, and pages from The Beano.

CLOWN FACT #1031: Clowns have an irrational fear of sound under the frequency of 100Hz.

CLOWN FACT #1465: The skin secretions of the Clown (commonly referred to as it's "facepaint") is toxic to the touch for normal humans.

CLOWN FACT #1566: Despite claims to the contrary, Mimes are not part of the Clown family. They are, in fact, just a bunch of cunts.

1 Comments:

Blogger phorenzik said...

True fact about me:
When I was an animator, I was running late for work one day. I eventually turned up about 10 minutes late and had to explain to the boss why I wasn't on time.

I didn't like my job much so I told him that I was late because I was accosted by a clown in the town centre whilst on my way to the studio.

Amazingly, he didn't even bat an eyelid. He either didn't hear me correctly, or just expected 'someone like me' to have a stupid excuse ready, and therefore decided it wasn't even worth pursuing the truth.

Either way, I won!

That's the second best excuse I've ever used too. Once, when I was a lad at school, I forged a note to get out of P.E. It simply said:

"Please excuse (insert name here) from P.E as he has sprained his ankle whilst chasing weasels"

It fucking worked too!

Also, I'm not really called (insert name here) That was an attempt to protect myself against further reprisals.

1:18 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home