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Uncle Rumple is, apparently, the most famous clown in the North West (stay with me, this is going somewhere). Unfortunately, he doesn’t have a grasp of the internet. On all his business cards, adverts, stationery and such he had printed rumpletheclown.com All very well, except he didn’t own the domain. So my brother, who designs the website of someone who also supplies clowns and things for kids’ parties, registered the domain.
Now all this happened months ago. But today, my brother had a threatening phone call from Uncle Rumple. And now he is scared.
To add to the surrealism of my brother being threatened by a clown, my dearest sibling is also scared of people who are dressed up. So not only has he been threatened by a clown, he is also very afraid.
Originally posted on The LBSC