This couldn't possibly have anything to do with my current clown trauma. My mom said I just stared at myself in the mirror after she put it on me. Proof of how pictures can lie, I was definitely not happy in this photo. It could either be the ugly clown on my chest and head or the fact I was sitting on the porch of our single wide where a mean dog attacked me if I'm remembering it right.
|circa - a long damn time ago|