Aside from a life-long fear of clowns, St. Bernards, and 1958 Plymouth Furies.
Seeing this on the way to the grocery store and deciding to just call it a day instead.
Feeling an overwhelming urge to just peek down this storm drain. Just to see.
Having to ask the person at the front desk of the hotel if you can move to a different room.
Having to shop at the OTHER Target after seeing something like this.
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