In the next day or two ill be done. Then Ive gotta post it page by page on the writing sites. I believe it is my FINEST WORK YET! Its LITERATURE! However, its a novella length. So much to tell about those times in my life!
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Lordgoro has revolutionized literature
Lordgoro has revolutionized literature
DOING my best, but this timeline is arrayed against any endeavor I do, sadly.
@Uggo Mongo 
ILL post the link over the weekend, if anyone here wants a seriously GREAT outcast/incel clown tale that ACTUALLY happened!
I think this is the one where his rival clown Bozo forced him to suck him off in the back of a trailer while the other carnies watched, that's show biz baby.@Uggo Mongo
A SMALL Piece of the STORY coming... A Taste...
"Next thing I knew, I flew face first into the weeds, my big floppy shoes bent over double twisting my foot, and I felt a sudden thumping pain in my side. I guess one of them ran slightly faster than the other thugs, and had grabbed my costume hard enough that I crashed into the ground. The pain was bad, but only the start of my ordeal, which was about to get as bad as bad can get.
As I turned over to face up, I was surrounded by all three obnoxious thugs.
The ringleader was the one I'd insulted, and all three stood straight over me. “Not such a SMART mouth NOW huh CLOWN? Go ahead, laugh at this!” He kicked me hard, and one of the other thugs stomped on my floppy shoe, which my very vulnerable human foot was encased in.
Pain came from every side, and all three kicked me hard, stars of pain exploded over my vision over and over. Finally, my real nose exploded as the ringleader punched it from above, and my fake red nose went flying, while I felt hot blood cover my face. I was as helpless as a worm to an angry eagle laid out on the ground as I was. Finally, all three spit on me, done with their violence. “Get the HELL outta TOWN CLOWN!” was the final statement, accompanied by a hard kick to my side. I guess you could say that was their own parting shot.
No security showed up, no help ever arrived, and I was laying in a literal field of pain Johnny. They walked off, and I could hear their cruel laughter moving away. For them, it was probably just another Friday night, but for me, It was Hell itself under the stars, surrounded by weeds and emptiness. With my only real companion being the pain I was languishing in. I prayed, but no God showed up to lessen my pain. No Devil either. I was truly alone."
"Next thing I knew, I flew face first into the weeds, my big floppy shoes bent over double twisting my foot, and I felt a sudden thumping pain in my side. I guess one of them ran slightly faster than the other thugs, and had grabbed my costume hard enough that I crashed into the ground. The pain was bad, but only the start of my ordeal, which was about to get as bad as bad can get.
As I turned over to face up, I was surrounded by all three obnoxious thugs.
The ringleader was the one I'd insulted, and all three stood straight over me. “Not such a SMART mouth NOW huh CLOWN? Go ahead, laugh at this!” He kicked me hard, and one of the other thugs stomped on my floppy shoe, which my very vulnerable human foot was encased in.
Pain came from every side, and all three kicked me hard, stars of pain exploded over my vision over and over. Finally, my real nose exploded as the ringleader punched it from above, and my fake red nose went flying, while I felt hot blood cover my face. I was as helpless as a worm to an angry eagle laid out on the ground as I was. Finally, all three spit on me, done with their violence. “Get the HELL outta TOWN CLOWN!” was the final statement, accompanied by a hard kick to my side. I guess you could say that was their own parting shot.
No security showed up, no help ever arrived, and I was laying in a literal field of pain Johnny. They walked off, and I could hear their cruel laughter moving away. For them, it was probably just another Friday night, but for me, It was Hell itself under the stars, surrounded by weeds and emptiness. With my only real companion being the pain I was languishing in. I prayed, but no God showed up to lessen my pain. No Devil either. I was truly alone."
Opinions welcome, From my new Clown Memoir "Tribulations of a Clown"
Im ABOUT to make the WORLD CRY!! Finally finished my clown story! Its Magnificent, and MANY will tear up!
View: https://youtu.be/vydi29dn0LA?si=zqlsZvyz5eiQ3Vee
View: https://youtu.be/vydi29dn0LA?si=zqlsZvyz5eiQ3Vee
Based I too will write a book or a memokr
You learned a valuable lesson that day, didn't you? Nobody tries to move in on Bozo's action.
Stick to the dunk tanks, Goro. It's the Bozos of the world that entertain the big crowds.
Not with that spelling! hehe! This is the Wrong community to find interested incel readers I supposed, though ALL my stories are incel based.
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i'll be sure not to read it
Pearls b4 swine, I understand. Sad.
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