The Daily Press is running a story about Spunky the Drug Smuggling Clown, who is boo-hooing in sad-clown makeup about the fact that no one wants to hire a clown who was busted smuggling drugs into a prison to give them to a convicted criminal.


Spunky the Pot Junky Clown

From the DP here:

Troubled clown hopes for second chance

Manuela Markham is afraid she will never get to clown around again.

Markham, the Suffolk resident whose alter ego is Spunky the Clown, was arrested May 6 for attempting to smuggle marijuana to an inmate at the Greensville Correctional Center.

Earlier this month, a local TV station picked up on the story, and since then the story has made the rounds online and by email. Markham, 35, who has no prior arrest record, says her lapse in judgement has ruined her life and cost her the only business she has ever known.

“I’ve been clowning for 18 years,” she said by phone this morning. “It’s all I’ve ever done since I was a teenager. People thought I was a wonderful clown. I won awards. And now everybody’s abandoned me. I don’t own a business anymore,” she said. “People won’t hire me. I have nothing.”

Markham said her clients have canceled performances. She has taken down the Web site for her Bubblehead Entertainment company.

Markham said she agreed to carry the drugs because she needed money.

She says no one will hire her as a clown, the only job she’s done since she started out working at a Six Flags park in New Jersey. “I feel like this is it, like my clown career is over,” she said. “Nobody wants me. I miss it so much, and this is something I just can’t get over.”

Don’t you just feel so sorry for this idiot who never had a job tougher than putting on some makeup and hideous outfits?

Aww Spunky, don’t be a sad clown. Maybe you can get 29 other unemployed clowns and pile them all into a Mini Cooper and go to the unemployment office together. Once you are there you can all pile out at the same time! Everyone laughs at that one. Especially if you all wear impossibly huge red shoes. Inside the unemployment office, you can honk bicycle horns at the dour clerks until they give you some money. They need cheering up more than most office workers.

And maybe, just maybe, they can get you a job. You can even deliver newspapers, or wash cars at the local car wash. I just hope they don’t do a background check and find out you used to dress like a clown smuggle drugs!


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