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NINJA CLOWNS
ONE CLOWN TOO MANY
The sheriff was a burly old man, with a face that had no doubt seen many years of hardship. He was leathery like he had been at sea, but had soft eyes that could melt a killer's heart. He was a giant, but no more than 5 feet tall.
His pale white face and rosey red cheeks glistened in the sunlight. His thick locks of curly hair blew in the wind like electric blue tentacles. His blade drew from a leather sheath hidden inside his polka dot kimono. His eyes squinted to see around the large red squeaky ball at the end of his nose.
The sherif crouched and inhaled deeply. Three black ninjas dropped from the sky to surround him. For a moment, only the crickets could be heard.
SWOOSH, SLASH, SWIT! In a flury of colors, the sheriff whips around the circle before the ninjas can blink and lands in the same spot.
Everyone is frozen in time. A SLOSHING sound rings through the canyon as the upper torso of each ninja slides off the lower torso and splatters to the ground. The limp bodies of the behalved ninjas slump to the ground.
Sheriff's oversized red clown shoes stroll past the black ninjas and down the hall.
.Courtesy of BWP
The sheriff was a burly old man, with a face that had no doubt seen many years of hardship. He was leathery like he had been at sea, but had soft eyes that could melt a killer's heart. He was a giant, but no more than 5 feet tall.
His pale white face and rosey red cheeks glistened in the sunlight. His thick locks of curly hair blew in the wind like electric blue tentacles. His blade drew from a leather sheath hidden inside his polka dot kimono. His eyes squinted to see around the large red squeaky ball at the end of his nose.
The sherif crouched and inhaled deeply. Three black ninjas dropped from the sky to surround him. For a moment, only the crickets could be heard.
SWOOSH, SLASH, SWIT! In a flury of colors, the sheriff whips around the circle before the ninjas can blink and lands in the same spot.
Everyone is frozen in time. A SLOSHING sound rings through the canyon as the upper torso of each ninja slides off the lower torso and splatters to the ground. The limp bodies of the behalved ninjas slump to the ground.
Sheriff's oversized red clown shoes stroll past the black ninjas and down the hall.
.Courtesy of BWP
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