Now I have to explain. My dad actually was a clown, and that is him. Not professionally, but he and four of his buddies did charity shows for kids in hospitals and at Christmas parties. Unfortunately, he was not such a clown at home. He was quite serious and kept us in line. He was my moms go to threat when she couldn't take it anymore.
Explantion of the penis coordinates for everybody else. If you go to The Hostess' blog, there is a funny story about a kid in England who drew a giant penis on the roof of his dads house so that when the Google mapping satelite took a picture, he would be famous. If I had done that, there would definately be no clowning around. My dad would kill me.
Do you remember that their name was "KLOWNS,INK"? Also do you remember their take on Ernie Kovacs monkey group known as "The Nairobi Trio"? People must have thought that he was a barrel of laughs at home....not! And even though the grandkids remember him as "Crabby Santa", he (& Mom) would dress up and go to Xmas gatherings as Mr. and Mrs. Claus.
Because you and Jim from down the street were fighting over the hub cap that flew off a passing car, and when you gave up and let go it flew straight into my face. Lots of good blood that time. Did I cry a lot?
The Nairobi Trio sure wouldn't be politically correct today, but when I was a kid it was really funny. I always thought clowns were creepy then and still do!
Dad
explains a lot, Alan.
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Now I have to explain. My dad actually was a clown, and that is him. Not professionally, but he and four of his buddies did charity shows for kids in hospitals and at Christmas parties. Unfortunately, he was not such a clown at home. He was quite serious and kept us in line. He was my moms go to threat when she couldn't take it anymore.
ReplyDeleteExplantion of the penis coordinates for everybody else. If you go to The Hostess' blog, there is a funny story about a kid in England who drew a giant penis on the roof of his dads house so that when the Google mapping satelite took a picture, he would be famous. If I had done that, there would definately be no clowning around. My dad would kill me.
Do you remember that their name was "KLOWNS,INK"? Also do you remember their take on Ernie Kovacs monkey group known as "The Nairobi Trio"? People must have thought that he was a barrel of laughs at home....not! And even though the grandkids remember him as "Crabby Santa", he (& Mom) would dress up and go to Xmas gatherings as Mr. and Mrs. Claus.
ReplyDeleteIt was Klowns Ink. of the Knights of Kolumbus, or KKKK.
ReplyDeleteThere is almost nothing about my childhood that I don't remember. I choose not to recall it all.
Because you and Jim from down the street were fighting over the hub cap that flew off a passing car, and when you gave up and let go it flew straight into my face. Lots of good blood that time. Did I cry a lot?
ReplyDeleteOkay, Smartass's memory cells are still intact! Hurry up and start writing down your memoirs before the aging process starts morphing them!
ReplyDeleteThe Nairobi Trio sure wouldn't be politically correct today, but when I was a kid it was really funny. I always thought clowns were creepy then and still do!
ReplyDeleteYeah, creepy like the Flying Monkeys on Wizard of Oz!!!!
ReplyDeleteTwo words, John Gacy.
ReplyDeleteA great picture ! I love this, you sure do have some ace family pictures Alan.
ReplyDeleteMy dad was not a clown but he kept us in line too, it was bloody terrible at the time but now I think it did the world of good :)
COME ON YOU GUYS! Dad was funny at home. Unintentionally, but he was.
ReplyDeleteGary, he was especially funny when he would chase after you in the car, while you ran away on foot. Didn't he run into a car once doing that?
ReplyDeleteI think I ran into a car...on foot.Again unintenionally funny.
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