It’s great to find pleasure in the simple things, like seeing blood gashing from an open wound. It’s even better when the wound is inflicted with a blunt and natural object, like hands and teeth. These are the thoughts that reside behind the friendly eyes before you. For this clown the experience of witnessing massive bleeding is like watching Goya painting “Saturn devouring his son” on his walls. There is no wig or colorful makeup, only the white skin derived from the classic appearance used by those who gave birth to clowns. His smile is filled with a personal pleasure brought about by his begging victims. If only everything was so much fun as seeing people scream in agony.
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