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Showing posts with label clown. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clown. Show all posts

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Clowning Around

Foo just loves to clown around, especially when he gets to hang out with clowns.
Foo got to be a clown himself with this group of "stowers"... and even shot it up as a wild west cowboy.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Totem Pole of Freaky

Foo was honored to be asked to participate in the Totem Pole of Fear, but in reality, not all of them were all that scary. Except the clown.

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Flattery Will Ghoul You Everywhere

Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, so they say, and this ghoulish clown certainly had the flatter machine on full throttle for Foo. It still didn't make it any less creepy, but Foo supposes he does have his smile down.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Clown Bank

Foo was super excited when he saw this building, think surely it was where all the clowns in Houston lived! He stopped short, however, upon learning it was just the Houston branch of the Federal Reserve Bank of Dallas. Silly Dallas... banks don't have clowns!

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Finding Foo's Circus Fit

Foo did his very best to find the right place for him at the circus. He thought first about being a Fooman cannonball, but the gunpowder made him sneeze and black is just not his color.

Foo enjoyed riding the Unicycle, but when they refused to name it a "Foo-nicycle" in his honor, he moved on to the next activity.



Next, he tried being a clown, but he hated the yellow checkerboard costume. 



He eventually found a clown outfit more his style, but although he looks rather dashing in stripes, he really didn't think the clowning life was the best fit for him.



Finally, Foo tried his paw at Lion taming, and YESSSS, finally, there was his true calling. He tamed the wild beast and knows that he would be great at that, but alas, the circus moved along before he could sign the contract (and because he can't really hold a pen).