Question for September 5 - 18, 1999:

Which would you rather be trapped in a gymnasium-sized room with...

RESULTS:

Clowns: 9
Ducks: 4

Name: Dean
Choice: Clowns
Comments: Just imagine how quickly the floor of the duck room would be entirely covered in duck droppings. It would only be a matter of time before you slipped and fell in it.

Name: Cleophus T Jenkins (Taylor)
Choice: Clowns
Comments: Well all I have to say is hopefully the clowns wouldn't use the bathroom all over the place whereas the ducks probably wouldn't have any qualms with doing so...

Name: Josh Branham
Choice: Clowns
Comments: Both are pretty bad but that many ducks would make it really hard to even sit down. I think I could deal with the clowns after I got used to them. Besides, ducks would leave little "surprises" all over everything. I'm assuming that the clowns are a little more mature than that.

Name: Maureen
Choice: Clowns
Comments: At least the clowns are people. Unless they're like the one from Stephen King's 'It.' That movie made me scared of clowns. Anyways, ducks are nasty.

Name: jean
Choice: Ducks
Comments: when i was little i went to a big circus at the old G'ville Memorial Bldg. i was sitting in my seat minding my own business when this large, poorly dressed, red bubble-nosed, orange haired balding clown jumped in front of me. he had a fake arrow stuck through his head. i screamed. much like the time i saw mickey mouse at disney world, but that's a different story. ever since then i've hated clowns with a passion. they have no respect for personal boundaries (forget the ol'american 2 foot rule!) not to mention their blatant disconcern for intelligent and stimulating humor. i mean, did you ever meet a clown that told jokes requiring previous knowledge of the delicate political balances of mid-eastern nomadic peoples?
But ducks..ducks. You can feed them old bread or quack at them or teach them tricks...the possibilities are endless.

Name: Noremac
Choice: Ducks
Comments: There is just something more satisfying about kicking a small innocent animal into a wall. Besides clowns weigh more and won't splat when they hit the wall.

Name: Bonnie
Choice: Clowns
Comments: Although I'm not particularly fond of clowns I have to vote for them because of a particularly unnerving experience with those big white ducks when I was little. One came up and bit my thumb. So I'll go with the clowns.

Name: Christopher A. Aleman
Choice: Clowns
Comments: I would simply join in the fun!

Name: ryan
Choice: Clowns

Name: Josh
Choice: Ducks
Comments: CLOWNS ARE EVIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Name: Allison Hennessey
Choice: Clowns
Comments: Well, considering the fact that ducks have no control over when and where they deposit excrement, the clowns would be a much less odiferous experience. Yes, they would get on my nerves, but not as much as walking around in duck poop would. Besides, I could capitalize on the low self-esteem of the clowns (you know they're all crying inside) and play with their minds, convincing them to take a vow of silence for the rest of their lives. But I wouldn't make them into mimes. That would be even more annoying. :)

Name: Loud!!!! (or Joe)
Choice: Clowns
Comments: My name says it all....I could be louder then the stupid clowns and I would be able to annoy them so much that they would stop being happy and just sit in the corner. Besides, clowns aren't bad, they are just misunderstood!

Name: David M.
Choice: Ducks
Comments: Both are equally annoying in my mind, and I almost went with the Clowns because those white ducks are mean and nasty. They'll pester you until you give them bread...and more bread...and.....

Then I realized that I'm going to be trapped with them, so I would still rather have the ducks. If I get hungry I can eat them--clowns taste funny :>)--and maybe the others would stop pestering me for food when they realize they could become food themselves.

Name: Kevin
Choice: Clowns
Comments: I would go undercover by stealing some of their extra make-up and making myself into a clown. But I'd be a sad clown. I'd sit there and mope for a while. Eventually, one of the happy clowns would come by and ask why I was so upset. I'd give him a sob story about how I wanted to get out of this room but that nobody else would help me. Well then that clown would announce to all the other clowns that they needed to help this sad clown find a way out of the room, and being clowns, they would all pull together and try to find a way out. Sure, we wouldn't get anywhere, but add a soundtrack and a star-studded cast, and hilarity ensues.