Pretty sure this is the epitome of awkward.
So, I live in Portland, Oregon.
If you haven't heard, we're pretty goddamn weird here. I also happen to be a part of the most depraved subculture our little city has to offer; I tattoo most of the members of Wanderlust circus, the most notorious gang of immensely talented, and also immensely slutty freaks touring the US.
I have friends who are professional clowns- like, every day. Of course, clowning isn't exactly the most lucrative career there is, so we end up with a lot of clown porn. Picture a lot of squeaks, honks, and rubber chickens where there really shouldn't be rubber chickens. It also intersects with the kink scene quite a bit, so sometimes on a Saturday night you can find a really sad clown in stocks getting beaten by vegetables.
I was raised here. It's my hometown. This, unfortunately, means that my family home is about 20 blocks away from the warehouse where most of this shit goes down. And, yeah, my mom lives there, with my 16-year old little sister.
On Halloween, I got really drunk and agreed to stand in for one of the girls that dropped out of "Total Domination," an all-female submission wrestling spectacle. The reason it's truly a "spectacle" has to do with the things that happen to the loser of each round. Being as I'm not entirely sure it's even legal, I'm not going to go into details here.
My mom- well- it's weird, she knows some of my friends, and despite the fact that this is a relatively sizable city, still has the feel of a small town in the fact that she hears EVERYTHING that's going on.
She already knows about a lot of the stuff I do. But- having to explain to her about "where the eggs are going to go" when questioned?
Yeah- I turned pretty goddamn beet red.
If you haven't heard, we're pretty goddamn weird here. I also happen to be a part of the most depraved subculture our little city has to offer; I tattoo most of the members of Wanderlust circus, the most notorious gang of immensely talented, and also immensely slutty freaks touring the US.
I have friends who are professional clowns- like, every day. Of course, clowning isn't exactly the most lucrative career there is, so we end up with a lot of clown porn. Picture a lot of squeaks, honks, and rubber chickens where there really shouldn't be rubber chickens. It also intersects with the kink scene quite a bit, so sometimes on a Saturday night you can find a really sad clown in stocks getting beaten by vegetables.
I was raised here. It's my hometown. This, unfortunately, means that my family home is about 20 blocks away from the warehouse where most of this shit goes down. And, yeah, my mom lives there, with my 16-year old little sister.
On Halloween, I got really drunk and agreed to stand in for one of the girls that dropped out of "Total Domination," an all-female submission wrestling spectacle. The reason it's truly a "spectacle" has to do with the things that happen to the loser of each round. Being as I'm not entirely sure it's even legal, I'm not going to go into details here.
My mom- well- it's weird, she knows some of my friends, and despite the fact that this is a relatively sizable city, still has the feel of a small town in the fact that she hears EVERYTHING that's going on.
She already knows about a lot of the stuff I do. But- having to explain to her about "where the eggs are going to go" when questioned?
Yeah- I turned pretty goddamn beet red.
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by request of OP
So, they tour the US?
This complaint is quite interesting.
Your icon is quite interesting.
It makes me want to... DO things.
To... cats... WAIT NO STOP BAD THATS BAD
It makes me want to... DO things.
To... cats... WAIT NO STOP BAD THATS BAD
Oh dear!
My icon always gets the best reactions.
My icon always gets the best reactions.
It's just so... titillating.
Rowr.
Rowr.
Whiskey.
Tango.
Foxtrot.
Tango.
Foxtrot.
Oh, you think THAT'S weird? I should tell you about what we did to plastic baby jesus that one time.
Please, for the love of god, do.
I am so bored over here with my lame fetishes...
I am so bored over here with my lame fetishes...
I was going to, but then I realized it was not just BORDERING on straight-up porn but actually straight up porn. Sorry.
Send it to my note box, girl.
Ok, you asked for it.
OH HOHO! Merry fuckin xxxmas ME!
Yeah. This is a keeper.
NICE TO MEET *YOU.*
Yeah. This is a keeper.
NICE TO MEET *YOU.*
Back where they came from.
If I was a chicken.
If I was a chicken.
........That's got to be.....uncomfortable 0.o
Not really. They're pretty smooth, decently sized and pleasantly shaped. Almost like they were... designed for that purpose or something.
I knwo they were but...yikes. They don't ever break inside do they?
Condoms.
My young eyes should really not be reading this. But I am. And I find I am very okay with it, its.....intriguing.
And I even omitted all the really good bits!
I think I'm skating just on the edge of the rules here. Hopefully I haven't crossed the line- but in any case no one's reported me yet so I guess I'm golden!
HEY KIDS! WANNA SEE A -REAL- CLOWN?
HEY KIDS! WANNA SEE A -REAL- CLOWN?