I Hate Clowns
Big, round red noses and floppy, floppy shoes; orange fright wigs and all that makeup. You just know they can't be up to any good.

There's an actual name for the actual condition of being terrified by clowns. It's called coulrophobia. If you look that up online you'll find a link to Rodney Blackwell's "I Hate Clowns" web site. It's what you'd call "definitive".
But let's not stop, or even linger thoughtfully, at the phobia stage; let's take it straight to the next level of detestation and loathing. Still with me? Good. You're home.
I Hate Clowns offers stylish and funny t-shirts, hoodies and other gear that are devoted to, well, hating clowns. It's a sort of a niche, though it turns out to be a pretty big one, as niches go.
When does a niche stop being a niche? If we round up all the clowns and put them in detention camps at Guantanamo Bay, it'll have happened slightly earlier.

How do I Hate Thee? Let Me Count the Ways

Without further ado or ballyhoo, I present for your consideration the simple, understated "I Hate Clowns"; the classic "Can't Sleep - Clowns Will Eat Me"; the Coulrophobia Varsity shirt and hoodie; and the raffish, debonair "Clowns are Humor Challenged", distressingly shown as a Handicapped sign. Dang it, they're getting the good spaces, too. At least the little monsters car pool.
More? You want some more of this, you painted kewpie? Okay - take the "Clowns Suck - Way" street sign, the "Coulrophobia Definition", and last but not least, the ever-stylin' "Anniversary Edition Logo".
This reviewer is stumped; how to review goods that speak so eloquently for themselves? Go have a look.
And if this wasn't your cup of tea, hold on - Rodney's also got it in for mimes. And, you know, nobody likes those guys.