A parade full of horrific goats!!!!
That's scary indeed. Had I been a kid I would be begging on my knees for my parents not to let Satan Klaws take me away. Fortunately for me, they didn't know about Krampus
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Arrow, you just reopened a page from my childhood memories. In my mother's country (Colombia) it's clowns that come and take you away by dumping you in a huge bag if you're a bad kid. One night before going to bed, I remember my aunt putting us to bed and we could hear the sirens of the fire trucks. Of course, we didn't know at the time they were fire trucks. She told us it was the laughter of the clowns that were passing by each house to take away the naughty ones. And we did close our eyes fast...and went to sleep
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