No more chicken huntin’
Hmm, turns out that kid who went on a rampage at the Gay club in Massachusetts was a giant ICP fan. I knew a few juggalos in my d-town days, can’t say I ever remember them taking a hatchet to anyone, but I do remember some of those lyrics being pretty fucked up. “What do you do with a drunken hillbilly?/Cut his fucking eyes out†sticks in my head for some reason. In no way do I think Shaggy 2 Dope or the other one are responsible for one sick kid. Still that’s a weird little cult the clowns have going there and when the last Joker Card ended up being about God, well that and the Faygo — nevermind, not worth even making a joke.
To cleanse your pallete, try reading Malcolm Gladwell’s really cool article on Power Law and homelessness. I know it’s dumb to say at this point, but that frizzy bastard is kinda smart. I missed my bus stop on Friday because of this.