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After I was told about how I was shot in the hands and knees for fun as a kid, my parents read to me another horrifying story about my childhood. It is tradition in our household to tell horrifying stories that should be locked away in the back of our minds for fun.
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It was the Clown and Cockroach show.
 
Clown was, well, a clown -- but not a common one. He wore a fluffy red suit with a shiny red button on it. When he or Cockroach presspressed it, it would play the sound of screaming babies. Although I was used to sound of infants being waterboarded, the button intrigued me. Where did ithe get it? How did it work? These are the questions I asked myself. Clown also had a big red smiling face -- much different than the frowning bored faces of the clowns who worked at the juvenile detention center. He also had a big red nose. 
 
As much as Clown makes me giggle, Cockroach makes me laugh like a baby more, most likely due to his funny name. Like, cockroach, cock? Get it? Ha ha ha ha ha ha. Isn't that funny?
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My many friends would complain about this and call it, 'inappropriate,' or, 'disgusting behavior.' Apparently I wasn't the only one who was a big fan of Clown and Cockroach, as some of the other people I knew would defend Clown and Cockroach, saying things like, "That's just how they deal with grief!" or "It's their TV show! You don't have to watch it if you don't want to!"
 
One day, my TV mysteriously disappeared from my cell. When I asked the cops, they told my five-year-old self that they smashed it on somebody's head to punish them. I screamed into their face in depression; I needed my funny dead body jokes NOW!
 
But yesterday when we were telling eachother disgusting stories, my parents told me a much different story. It was very funny, almost funnier than the Clown and Cockroach show itself.
 
Sometime in my first year of juvenile detention, Bob (or as we called him, the fucking faggotcunt), had disappeared. The only evidence was his missing pants, so the local friendly neighborhood rapist was taken into custody as the primary suspect. He denied all the allegations against him, (he said things like, "I didn't do it! Why would I touch that ugly flat ass?!").
 
At the time, the security guard told us about it. A bunch of Clown and Cockroach fans and I apparently explained to her that Bob couldn't be dead as we saw him on the Clown and Cockroach Show the day before.
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And if so, who will have to sit with them on the airplane?
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