Clammy the Clown
Clammy the Clown – Level 9 With a face not even a mother could love, the circus was the perfect escape for the young, portly boy.
Clammy the Clown wears a gaudy pink and blue gown, filthy with grime and trimmed with a soiled white ruffle at the neck, and it hangs down over a lumpy, misshapen body. His face is largely human apart from a mouth of pointed teeth, and his white, red and blue grease paint is laid on as thick as frosting on a cake.
His belly rumbles and shifts as though the flesh has a life of its own, his breath reeks of raw meat, and his long, yellowed fingernails look like a badger's claws.
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