Novel & Cerita Corky The Clown

“You have a friend like Kayla. And you know her. Probably better than I do. Yet, you can't hide what you are. Good job, though. You saved your friend where I'm absent.” The clown smiled from ear to ear. “What’re friends for?” Then the clown’s eyes were perusing through him. “You’re shivering.” He sniffed in. “You smell like medications. And I think I smell your illness. What happened to your beast? How dead is it?”

'What has this to do with . 'He was Inky.' 'That's right, and the un-inkiest person you could ever hope to meet . . .' 'I was Larky.' 'Like Clarky without the C 'No. Like Darky.' 'D . . .' Amy let the word go unfinished.

He was wearing all white, with a polo shirt and white cargo pants and white desert boot yeezy sneakers, our outfits complemented each other quite well. He ordered the uber once I had finished my makeup whilst I was pre-drinking. "You look good and smell good babe", he complimented me as we were walking out the building. "Thank you", I responded getting into the uber and connecting the aux. "SpongeBob pet Gary, I'm a slimy mother fucker, Lookin' for a fairly odd mother like my name Crocker, green goblin not the grinch, stealin' out the stockings, how to dance , the chick from grease the pots stole made from crocker, oh the teeny bop pull up like a diaper on a toddler (huh, huh) strong like a

But again not to worry, I always go to my best friend’s house Missy Clown to complain about my terrible job. Missy and I have been friends since we were four. I met her in kindergarten. She was the only person I trust outside of home. Her parents call her bare, our class mates used to call her miss clown, but I call her MC. I am not really comfortable with the whole clown thing so I have never called her with her full name. She, just like my mother, supported me to follow my dream, but I didn’t. MC has a younger brother who she claims she hates but I assure you she loves him more than life its self. His name is Noah Clown. He is a bit of trouble maker but is big in heart. Their parents got d

"Hi." "How can I help you?" He asks politely as his eyes travel on her face warmly. "I want.." She doesn’t have time to think of an answer and tells the first thing that comes to her mind. "I want coffee candies." "Well, we have three...no, two types of coffee flavored candies." He signs the showcase near the desk. She doesn’t even look at the ones he shows her. "I want the round shaped ones. The ones with sticks." "I am afraid we don't have them. I mean, right now." He blinks his eyes for a second, surprised. "Have you ever come here before?"

He tackled them when the man diverted all the shipping routes, in which he saw their boss. - You think you can avoid... At that time, he again vomited. - I've heard that before. - He said. The green vomit, saying. - You are a loser and failure. When he was covered in green slime, the clown began to experience shortness of breath. He was taken towards the prison breathless and covered in slime with his henchmen, at that time, said before his arrest, having to perform a clowning show for the presidio for a week, naked and covered in green slime monsters, making everyone laugh for a week.

One time, he prank called his fat Physics teacher and insulted his body shape and repeatedly called him ‘man tits’ with another student’s phone, which he found in his locker, when the teacher took it up and made sure there was an investigation carried out, he was hoping he’d finally pin the menacing Andy but the IP address was traced to an unfortunate Billy Wilmore, who faced a two-week suspension because Andy was a gifted impressionist, which gave him the ability to mimic Billy’s high-pitched voice. ‘‘Don’t be a clown. We them boys is going to sit and pro’ly two girls too, then the remaining will sit on our laps and that will earn us a free road grinding.’’ Adamie reasoned as a smile crept

He gripped his wine glass like a lifeline. “Dad, these are the casello's brothers — Lorenzo and Alexei,” She said. “Enzo and Lex, this is my dad — Aron.” “Mr. Rumero is fine,” her dad said with a shortness that made Lilith peer at him. “I’ve always liked Mr. Rumero” Lora said, smiling as she attempted to diffuse whatever tension had built upon the arrival of both father and daughter. “I think it sounds like a superhero. But what would your superpower be, Mr. Rumero?”

In one quick move, the garter was on his hand. “Hell yeah!” I clapped my hands and shook my head. “No one dares to catch that, pussy-whipped.” “Soon, you’ll be the new member.” He winked. The DJ played the song and blared on the speaker, and the crowd roared as soon as Pyke slipped the garter on Cam, then they started dancing, and so as everyone.

She blurted out frowning. "No but..." I said and paused wondering. "I think it's funny." I uttered. I can't believe this that the people I even call my friends are the one making me a clown instead of advising me on what to do." Clara said aside. "Hang On miss, in case you are forgetting we are in the same class and we were given the same project as yours so who would abandon her project and start giving you advise or tutorials everyone cling to your self I am still cracking my brain here." Joan chipped in defiantly and everyone giggled.