(Mis)adventures in Dating a Clown

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Here’s my dirty secret.  I once dated a clown.  Now in my defense, I didn’t know he was gaga about greasepaint when I accepted his dinner invitation.  He told me that he worked at a Children’s Hospital—it was only later that I found out he was the Resident Clown on Call.  Like many people, I have a strong visceral reaction to these joking jesters with rubber chicken fetishes.

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