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The Clown Zone

Lazy-Eye Clown Hoof Mo Fo

I knew there was something suspicious about that guy the moment I saw him setting up his hammock next to mine. He had some kind of lazy-eye problem so he was always looking in two directions at once, kind of like a cartoon weasel after he's been beaned in the head with a frying pan. He also had a horrid set of choppers, with gaps everywhere and slivers of brown, decaying teeth pointing in strange directions. He had an annoying habit of slurring at me in rapid-fire portuguese. He would rattle off a string of sentences, and then stare in some indeterminate direction. By the time I figured out he was talking to me, I would slowly tell him in my shitty portuguese for the eighth time that I didn't understand what he was saying and maybe he could speak a little slower. Then he would smile his poisonous smile, giggle to himself, and slump back into his hammock.
I'm positive that he was the guy who stole all of our stuff. Normally, I'm not really a violent person. I've never taken a swing at anyone in my life. But thinking about everything I'm going to have to do to deal with these missing toenails really makes me want to find that fucker and knock out his last good beans. Both of my feet were swollen like two bags of water. And not just my ankles, either. The tops of my feet and the sides were bulging out, too. And they were red and kind of warm to the touch. Not exactly what you want to see when you are 24 hours away from a hospital. The only "good" news was that they weren't really painful. They were sore, but not painful. I could still walk on them without issue. Also, I still had all the feeling and a full range of motion,
Clown Feet to the right

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