Big news.

Listen up everyone.

I am breathing deeply.

This is.

The best.

News.

Ever.

EVER.

THE CLOWN... IS DEAD!

I ROASTED HIM ALIVE!

HAHA, BURN IN HELL, YOU MORON!

I set fire to him next to the fireplace and he ran through the house screaming. Yes, screaming. I took a photo.

Unfortunately, the bastard set fire to my table and incinerated a cactus, but the fireman soon sorted that out.

I thought it was hilarious that the fireman extinguished the table before dousing the burning, screaming clown.

It shows where clowns lie in the grand scheme of things, really.



Today's Zombie Killification Means: A fire. Duh. If it can take out the world's most evil clown, it sure as hell can get rid of some shambling corpses.