• It was my birthday party, I was to turn ten. I was excited because for the first time ever my parent were going to have live entertainment. They had hired a clown by the name of winkles. What we did not know at the time was that winkles wife had left him the night previous and he had been ,into the dark hours of the night, suffocating his stomach with alcohol and cough medicine. However by a miricle of fate he managed to remember AND MAke it to the party. He arrived and stumbled around for a little while before my parents showed him to the room he was to dress in. He came out fully clothed and all the children were gathered in front of a make shift stage. He wobbles to the front. unpleasent scent rose of of him in waves and seemed to actually cloak the oxygen present. In his slurred speech he says "for my first trick I will pull a rabbit out of my hat." He yells "abra cadaver." Out falls a horrible ravaged bunny rabbit. that seemed beaten and strangled. I stare while other kids in the audience begin to cry. No, no he says watch I will make a balloon animal. He has forgoten his balloons due to the high ethynol content in his blood. Which I suspect is well over any legal limit. Even in portugal. An idea comes to mind and it shines on his face. Masochisticaly he takes the cake knife from my brithday pastry and cuts open his lower abdomen. alcohol begins to flow out but with the stink of digestion. He grabs his intestines whilst crying, and begins working them. Both the parents and children are rapt and it is too late to stop it now. Being the honerary B Boy I have a front row seat and am splashed occasionally by his fetid liquids. I had to get rid of the clothes i was wearing that day. He finishes what he is making. While still crying he displays it proudly so everyone can see. And almost everyone looks away. Except...Except for me. It is a noose he has made. His voice cracking he says" look kids its a noose!" and proceeds to throw it over a tree that is next to the stage and is hanging over him. " And now for my finale trick I shall dissapear. Using his own intestines he hangs himself in front of approxiamately thiry to forty birthday guests. he waives around wildly for quite a while before he stops swinging and gurgling.After his finale breath escaped his bloated lips. We leave his blulging eyes following us. After that the party ended. Without a clean knife we had to dump the cake. About two days later the coroner knocks on our door. I am sent to my room upstairs but wait in the hallway so I can hear what he is saying. Roughly he say that winkles had died the night previous due to alcohol overdose and no brain activity should have been happening. He has no idea how the clown managed his stunt but he had been brain dead for twelve hours at the time he showed up. I had a zombie at my birthday party. He leaves me and my parents breathless. After that year we stopped having birthday parties with live entertainment. In fact the year after that there was no party and we simply went to wal mart and chose a toy. We had to move as well after a couple of years. The tree he hanged himself on was still standing and on dark thundering rainy nights, I would look out my window and see in the rain a man standing completely drenched with a fro on his head staring back at us. The next time we had parties there was always a refrence to clowns that had nothing to do with guests. Like a clown commercial, or we would see a clown car down the street. I dont think winkles blamed us but I do think that because we didn't stop him from his stellar disembowlment, he thought we should pay. I like to think that he cant harm me, but sometime I doubt on those dark and stormy nights.