Who's Going Chicken Hunting?

So this Juggalo thing. OK, I'm familiar in a vague way, I've witnessed it first hand given that our friend's bar hosts a monthly Juggalo mini-gathering. It's honestly not one of the brighter things I've ever seen.

I have to be honest, until a couple of years ago, I didn't even know that Insane Clown Posse was still a "band". I thought they went away like all the other bad things from the 90's mostly did. But no, it looks like they carry on, trying to puzzle out life's great mysteries for us all and finding wonderment in the simplest of scientific concepts.

Anyway, so they have these gatherings and consider themselves a family and there's this "lost teenager who wants to feel like they belong" aspect to it, except of course most of them aren't really teenagers anymore or even close to it, and it seems more desperate really than most things kids get into. Also, how embarrassing to still be doing this as an adult.

Anyway, what I wonder then is, how stupid do you have to be that, at your "gathering" you attack or attempt to attack the few people who will actually deign to attend and perform at your foolish gene pool mutation orgy? Because as I am sure you know, this is exactly what they did.

Now Tila Tequila, ok, I don't even get why she was there although if you really think about it, perfect fit. But hell fools, it was like your one chance to see some tits that weren't attached to your sister or some lonely drunk fat chick with no self-esteem. (OK, so I suppose the only difference between that and Tila Tequila is the weight, but you know what I mean). And Method Man? What's up with that? He might be one of the only people who gave your little gathering any street credibility at all and I bet he fucking knows how magnets work too. It could have been a learning experience...

Here's a video from my friend's bar.



I'd weep for the future but these people are too old to represent the future; in this case the future is already here.

Grown men in clown makeup who call themselves Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope. Sigh. OH and these retards have already procreated. Exhibit A:



The title to this post is part of an ICP song. It's a real gem. Something about killing hilbillies I think.