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How could they? A clown is the most putrid, vile, unlovable thing there ever was on this Earth. They should be exterminated. From the day it was conceived it was a broken, impure thing. How much better this planet would be if the idea of a clown was never even thought of much less actually brought into existence. It is a thing that has no right to walk among us. Its very presence is an offense to this world and all things that exist in it.

@MessyJ puts his list together, writing the names with the blood of an animal. What is that paper? Is it made of skin? We may never know, but it is not like any paper sold in stores. I see my name written and I try to erase it, but I only erase the existence of a ladybug. The more you try to wash the names off, the more ladybugs disappear from this Earth and then the names still reappear on the strange material anyway. Though they reappear in different handwriting each time they are washed from the Earth.

Do not say you want cheesecake to be happy and then not give him a single drop of blood. It is what it takes to provide happiness to him. The ants on the ground crawl in gratitude for the forces of nature that keep them alive. They know they are saved from cheesecake's wrath. Human blood is the only blood that appeals to him. The body of an ant inverting its legs to crawl upside down in the infinite. They have died in many ways but cheesecake never sprays the poison of doom.

A spider that resembles Harajuku intends to bite you, but you must take it down from its cross so it can. Do not crucify the arachnid beast. It will scream and its spirit will haunt you, and that spirit will bite you anyway. But the bite of the living is better than the bite of the dead. Stare into the eyes of the spider if you can and you will swear they are the eyes of Harajuku, even if you have to look into a microscope to see them. This is your destiny and this is your curse. It is also your blessing. Your life begins and ends with the bite of Harajuku.

They believe that if AngieKStan is not their sacrifice, he will lead them to the person who is. And this person will lead them to the destiny they've always been meant to fulfill in life. Satan reaches his hand up through the ground to pull the sacrifice's corpse into Hell as AngieKStan stares in amazement. Once the ground closes the cult members pour a can of 7-UP on the spot where the body used to be and scream into the sky. No alien will ever hear their cries, for they are unreachable. Only the ears of AngieKStan perceive the sound.

RandyBandy stares at someone at Dunkin Donuts waiting for their kiss. But this person only wants the taste of blood to touch their lips. The blood must come from someone who is pure at heart. Anger, hatred, and corruption destroy the blood and the vessel who contains it. If RandyBandy can find an innocent victim, the person he wants to kiss will drink their blood and kiss RandyBandy at Dunkin Donuts or anywhere else.

He wanted to live again and now he can. At least partially anyway. He will always and forever be one of the living dead. But that is good enough for him now, as he made a deal with Satan to make it all possible. "You release me from Hell right now and I promise I will unleash a kind of terror the world has never seen," is what he said. It is what he has been doing and will continue to do long after we are all forgotten.

Wash yourself in the blood of a giant. Let it pour down upon you. It is a blessing for the new year so that you can begin it cleansed from all your impurities. Now that you have been sanctified, you may walk the Earth knowing all traces of filth have been exterminated from your existence.

But the ghosts of 2025 will follow many of us into 2026. Spirits have no concept of time. Past, present, and future are all one moment to them. So you think they care about your new calendar on the wall? Some of them have been dead for centuries. They have seen many, many new years so one more is nothing more than a drop of water in the vast ocean of time.

When the world learns to love a clown, the world will end. "All living creatures deserve love," the human race will say. But they do not even view clowns as a form of life. They view them as an odious substance underneath their feet. A virus that needs to be exterminated and they want to embody the antibiotic. Can MaxOra learn to love the clown? If he does, the human race will estrange him. But he was never fully human anyway, was he? We have always known otherwise.

He stares down at you from the ceiling with a smile on his face while you sleep in your bed. Demons will fall from his mouth waiting to possess you, and one will succeed. When you awaken you will feel like someone you have never been and never thought you would become. But your hate for all living things knows no limits and soon you shall feel compelled to do something with that hatred.

We have begun our precious clown cult. Your man has disappeared into the night so you believe he is cheating on you, but he has joined us to spread our message of evil across the world. We know we are not going to receive the love of the human race so we don't seek it anymore. Instead we crave their fear and will do whatever we must to draw it to ourselves.

The world stares into the eyes of a clown and sees all the things they hope never to be. They praise the knife that slices off the red nose of the clown and consider it a holy object. The knife is the blessing that a clown cannot become. Someone holds the nose of the clown like a trophy and they are praised like royalty. But the clown will seek revenge soon. It will take all the hatred that people have vomited into it over the years and give it back tenfold so they will all know how it feels.

Sometimes I get curious and think I would like to know. But I would need "human lessons" to teach me how. Who is there to give them? It must be someone who is a model example of the human race so they can share their mastery with me. If you feel like you are a human then give me the method to become one with you.

Did you get everything you wanted? Did you feel the eyes of Lucifer watching as you opened your presents? Scream all you want but Christmas will soon be gone and it will be a new year. But the same old demons who haunted you in 2025 are not leaving. They will consume your soul in 2026 and all the rest of the years that humanity will ever know.

Someone at your Christmas celebration will be possessed by one. It will be no secret which one. You will know it when it happens. Pay attention to how they react to your holy items such as your Nativity scene. They may demand you put it away.

A smile and a ribbon in my hair for the human race. We put these things on just because it's Christmastime and it is what the world expects. I am the corpse of a dead person with wrapping paper placed around my coffin. They will not know what it is when my body is delivered to their door. But the corpse of a clown is the most popular corpse of all because people have rooted for it to be dead its entire life. They consider it a Christmas gift to the world. But what happens when the coffin lid opens and bursts through the paper? The clown is something supernatural that cannot be killed like a normal human.

Santa Claus is standing there. Let him slaughter the damned. The ones on the naughty list will regret every rotten thing they did this year as they are butchered without mercy. They have had many chances to improve their behavior and chose not to. Now they will become spirits haunting the Earth just like the ghosts of Christmas Past, Christmas Present, and Christmas Yet to Come.

Satan is on his way to rip out the innards of the damned and give them as Christmas gifts to all the demons. Even hellfire has holiday cheer in its own special way. What do you want to receive as a gift? The mind, body, and soul will be torn apart like wrapping paper. Little Baby Batya will cry his eyes out but Satan will laugh. Batya will look directly into the face of Satan and say "you shut your goddamned mouth you awful pig." The stockings will be hung upside down so nothing can be placed inside, but everything can fall out like innocence of the soul.

Does anyone else remember her and the words the dead man spoke about her?