Whats Up With Clowns

I have always hated clowns. I remember one holloween my grandmother made me a clown costume and hat to wear it. I'm thirty years old and I still hate them and my family knows this.

We had a small get together at my place today since I was going to attempt to cook my fathers monster "Nicaraguan chicken and vegetable soup", as he calls it.

Anyhow- my aunt tina said she was thinking about me when she saw this painting at the market.

She hung it up in my room and said I could not take it down until I got over the whole fear of clowns.

I love my family but this is one huge nightmare.

DON'T THEY UNDERSTAND I HATE CLOWNS.