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| Oh my god! You got to help me! There's this crazy fucking clown running around here! He brought me back into the bushes and asked if there was a stain on his pants. | |
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| When I looked at the pants he grabbed me by the back of my head and pulled me towards his crotch. I punched him hard in the stomach and took off running. I think he may still be around! | |
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