I am on the quest to obtain the unobtainable. All I want for Christmas is…
To be on Le Clown‘s blogroll. (When I Swyped “Clown’s” into my phone it came up ‘doesn’t.’ I will let you consider that for a while.)
If you are wondering who Le Clown is, then you need to go sit in the corner and think about a few things:
1) Do you not enjoy comedy gold?
2) Do you not speaking English (and/or French)?
3) Isn’t it time to get the internet?
Are you back? Great. Let me make an introduction.
Le Clown is the ultimate ringleader ringmaster of the Cirque du Monde. A beneficent and magnificent™ ringmaster he is. His Royal Red-Nosedness has dedicated the entire month of November to the cause of research and preventative care for men’s health, especially prostate cancer. In his splendor, Le Clown rechristened the centuries-old month formerly known as November to now be known as Movember. Part of the drive included a summons for participants to grow their ‘staches for the entire month of Movember in solidarity. (I regret to inform you readers that I had shaved my mustache the day before I discovered this act of beneficence and could not regrow it in time to celebrate.) Le Clown then did a vlog of his destaching (also known as shaving) and auctioned the clippings for Canadian dollars (which are not as pretty, as valuable, or as well nick-named as American dollars. That’s not your fault, Le Clown) which he donated to his charity of choice.
Not to be outdone for his magnificence™, Le Clown then donated the entire month of December to bringing culture and art to the lessers of the blogosphere. For a month he has championed the blog of fellow (but not-as-popular) bloggers. It is, in my humble opinion, the equivalent of a Tony, an Emmy, an Oscar. I may be so bold to submit that the blogroll inductees have been given a Clowny this month. Cherish your day, you lucky bloggers.
Having feebly attempted to introduce you to Le Clown, I will do a bit of self-preservation by noting that I am not a psycho-stalker blogger. The ‘list -.-’ that I have been hinting to is not real. I do not have a hit-list that includes the blogroll inductees of Le Clown. It was a bit of tom-foolery on my part and, in no way, an actual representation of an existing plan for destruction. So please cancel that stalking injunction, Le Clown. It was a harmless joke meant to poke fun at a club I can only wish to be admitted to.
Having cleared my name, I wish you all, especially Le Clown, very Merry Christmas. *Muah*
P.S. Is it enough, Le Clown? Did I make the cut? Sorry about you having to share the spotlight with Adam Levine. It’s a ‘numbers’ thing. He is blowing you a kiss, though.