Deb guilted me into another one of these 42 word challenges. I am so mad about it I could just write!
“I can’t go to the circus with you”, Sally said, “I’m terrified of clowns… I’ve always been”
“I was, too”, replied Bob, taking her hand, “But, I’ve gotten over that by thinking of clowns simply as mimes who eat children.
Potatoes and the Promise of More Potatoes 
I knew it!
*shudders*
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As if YOU’VE never eaten a child…
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Creepy! Good job, 42!
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Well, I’m a creepy man!
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Stephen King, John Wayne Cayce…no love for clowns left in me either…
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Ever see Devil’s Rejects?
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Started watching…clicked it off.
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You’re a smart man…
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Guilt, my favourite manipulation tool and you wove it so well into your tale. Well done Charles, gold star for you ⭐️
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I’ll take a gold star, any day, Deb…
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Makes perfect sense. Thanks for allaying my fears.
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