The book of Damo

The sky grew dark the wind picked up all of a sudden and leaves became afloat with the odd plastic bag rolling threw like a scene from an old western. The light became a trickle with cars needing there lights on just to see it was strange as it was only mid-afternoon. We thought we might head inside but something kept us out there something strange almost like we couldn't turn away from the darkness this was no normal storm and no normal day.

As the wind picked up and the rain began to sting our fragile model face's we decided it was time to leave and head into the safety of the house when suddenly a flash and a loud moan rang out accross the land not from one of us or from anyone or anything near but almost like thunder we looked at each other shocked then laughed it off "hahaha" we laughed whilst slapping our arses but still the darkness grew and the wind howlled and yes we were frightened.

As we turned our backs from the direction of the cloud to head home another giant moan sounded we gulped and stood still wondering what the fuck it was, it was not thunder but sounded more like an old man waking up first thing in the morning "fuck this" i said and we headed off.

Another flash grabbed our attention we turned and saw what looked like a massive ball bag start lowering from the cloud complete with pubes that seemed to tickle the clouds and made them dance accross the sky as it lowered. "holy fucking shit " I yelled as the gathering crowd started screaming and running there faces and looks of terror will stay with me like horrid tattoo's on my brain never to fade.

"FFAAAAAAAAAARRRTTTTTTTTTT PHHHHfffffffff AAAAHHHHHHHH yeah thats better" Came from what looked like a giant old man taking a massive dump on the world.

As shit slowly rained down covering all the ground and ocean like a thick stinky brown snow we all turned to each other looking like big brown bears and somehow knew that this was the secound coming of something evil that had scared the shit out of an unexpecting public for years that we all thought had died out and would never return but there was no other explaination it had to be the return...

...Of ANGRY CLOWN