Oh James, where are we going?
Clowns are creepy enough without having them emerge through the mist of night to happen upon a bonfire where strange and gory tales are already being told…
So now that we are in the middle of the clown-zombie-apocalypse, what hope should any of us have?!
The Daily Trail 
Read your blog every day. Love it. I really with Allen would do some retro Mark Trail. Camping on a lake catching a poacher. Oh well.