Scary Ass Clown 5

Now I am not usually afraid of clowns, but this one has scared the hell out of me since I was little. First of all it just hangs there on a pole, learing at you through the clear glass, and then it slowly and menacingly pulls itself up and to the top of the bar, before it flips itslef over and swings back and forth like it was hanging from a loose jerking with death spasms instead of by it's hands. And then it hangs there again before going through the motions all over again, never tiring. I swear everytime it flips itself over the bar it's going to fling itself free and crash through the window before it goes scampering down the street killing everyone in it's path. This is the scenario that flows through my mind everytime I see this thing. Won't someone buy it so it won't taunt me whenever I walk downtown. And for some reason we always end up sitting right in front of it every year. My family likes to torture me.