{"id":1455,"date":"2020-02-17T09:00:12","date_gmt":"2020-02-17T14:00:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/?p=1455"},"modified":"2020-02-17T09:00:12","modified_gmt":"2020-02-17T14:00:12","slug":"spindle-the-clown-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/?p=1455","title":{"rendered":"Spindle the Clown"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Spindle the Clown was really old, so he went to Miami for rest\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 but drank more vodka than he could hold and collapsed with a pain in his chest.<\/strong><\/p>\n

He died that night in his hotel suit but not before fouling his shorts and hurling his lunch from his chest to his feet in retching, heaving, snorts.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nobody knew he was there, by chance, having very few friends, to be sure, and his room was paid for the month in advance with \u201cDO NOT DISTURB!\u201d on the door.<\/strong><\/p>\n

So his body sat in the heat to bloat and his organs turned to soup and flies laid eggs in his nose and throat and beetles infested his poop.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Rats and roaches came up through the shower, the odors were pungent and fresh and feasted on Spindle for 93 hours, stripping his bones of flesh.<\/strong><\/p>\n

When housekeeping finally entered the room, hardly a crumb remained. Spindle the Clown was completely gone, except for his creepy brain.<\/strong><\/p>\n

***We met Spindle the Clown a few years ago while researching death rituals among the Clown species.\u00a0 We spent a week\u00a0 documenting his demise \u2013 only to witness him defy death in the end.\u00a0 Sadly, his brain grew up to be a corporate banker\u2026..very tragic.\u00a0 John insisted that we use this image for our first post (back in Oct., 2015)\u00a0for some strange symbolism that only idiotic artists understand.\u00a0 Spindle was featured in our first book, “Blue-ish Freaks” which you can follow the links to find and buy.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0-Marsha<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Spindle the Clown was really old, so he went to Miami for rest\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 but drank more vodka than he could hold and collapsed with a pain in his chest. He died that night in his hotel suit but not before fouling his shorts and hurling his lunch from his chest to his feet in retching, … Continue reading Spindle the Clown<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[125,241],"tags":[210,105,128,248,176,99,31,96,102],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1455"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/6"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1455"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1455\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1456,"href":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1455\/revisions\/1456"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1455"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1455"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1455"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}