I had one of these iron clown banks when I was a child. You would put a penny in his hand, press the lever on his back and he would ingest the penny. As this was happening, his eyes would roll back into his head. Eventually, he fell on the floor and his arm came off so he was discarded.
Granted, mine was not this beat up and his cheeks were painted differently, but he looked exactly like this to me every single time I looked at him.
Every.
Single.
Time.
(via girl-named-bill)
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quickwitter said:
HOW SCARY IS THAT?!!!
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