So this is how it ends. Not with a bang, but with hordes of clowns running through the streets, frozen red-lipped grins on their white, dead-eyed faces, chainsaws revving, children screaming.
To paraphrase George Orwell, if you want a picture of the future, imagine a clown shoe stamping on a human face – forever.
How did it come to this? How has the "killer clown craze" (with the caveat that nobody has actually been killed – YET) so swiftly overwhelmed Western civilisation? One by one, our mightiest citadels have been stormed, from Walsall to Plymouth, from Sudbury to Loughborough. A nation – a world – is afeared.
The Internet, thank God, is on the case. In the spirit of investigation – for the sake of the far-future aliens who, millennia from now, will touch down on our cold, dead planet, and survey the rubble, the dust, the rusted, burnt-out husks of clown cars, and wonder what happened – we have studied the best research into the Case of the (Not Yet) Killer Clowns. Full story...
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To paraphrase George Orwell, if you want a picture of the future, imagine a clown shoe stamping on a human face – forever.
How did it come to this? How has the "killer clown craze" (with the caveat that nobody has actually been killed – YET) so swiftly overwhelmed Western civilisation? One by one, our mightiest citadels have been stormed, from Walsall to Plymouth, from Sudbury to Loughborough. A nation – a world – is afeared.
The Internet, thank God, is on the case. In the spirit of investigation – for the sake of the far-future aliens who, millennia from now, will touch down on our cold, dead planet, and survey the rubble, the dust, the rusted, burnt-out husks of clown cars, and wonder what happened – we have studied the best research into the Case of the (Not Yet) Killer Clowns. Full story...
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