Whenever I feel like it, I will be posting pictures to correspond with whatever rant I can flesh out about the many people on this little planet who, overall, make me want to shove film canisters up my nose and into my brain.
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Oh dear. What a place to begin: The Juggalo.
If you are blessedly unaware of what a Juggalo is, then you might want to go buy a lottery ticket or place stock in BP Oil, because you, my friend, are one lucky bastard.
A Juggalo/Juggalette is someone who is completely devoted to a horror/rap band called Insane Clown Posse. Now, not everyone who listens to ICP is, what I consider, a Juggalo or Juggalette. When I think of a Juggalo/Juggalette, I think of someone who, along with being obsessed with the music itself, also like to paint their faces like the members of ICP, drink massive amounts of a soda called Faygo and buy nearly every piece of merchandise that the band makes. The Juggalo/Juggaglette that I am thinking of is a rude, obnoxious, idiotic and mindless follower who seems to have no clue what personal hygiene or individuality is.
Plus, they scare the hell out of me.
