where my lo’s and lette’s? can i get a whoop whoop?
The juggalo tag is an untapped well of hilarity and near-sexual amusement.
i love being a juggalette.
i love when main stream faggs decide to hate because we paint our faces up with fucking pride.
i love when people shoot off and have no fucking idea what they’re even going on about , because they dont understand the dark carnival & never will because they refuse to give it a chance, and refuse to believe all of us weirdo’s and pshyco’s have a family, and we’re not alone anymore.
i love feeding off this shit .
say something bad about icp, or any of pshycopathic, i’ll stand up an fuckin correct.
you’re all hypocrytical bastards anyhow, talking about wearin pink n standin up to bully’s n shit .. ahahaha, the only pink i’d like to see you wear is the stains from the blood drippin out you’re cracked domes’ fucko’s .
honestly , what juggalo or juggalette dont say what’s on they’re mind? none of us .
we got balls, and we got pride and we have fucking respect from our fucking family.
we will never die alone .. juggalo’s will carry on .
whoopfuckinwhoop mahfuckin fucko’s.
this was my rant before bed (;
> people must only dislike me because they don’t understand
> only i have a sense of community
Okay, I’m done now. XD
there are some people that just take it way too far
juggalos are an example
- I’m not triggered by the offensive minstrelry of “party clowns”
- I can purchase Faygo at the supermarket without the authorities assuming I’m going to spray it all over a bunch of topless white women with dreadlocks
- Employers and school administrators give me time off for my religious observances, unlike that bullshit philosophy prof who wouldn’t let
mea Juggalo make up the quiz Ihe missed because it was Great Milenko Day
This needed addressing.
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