Barber College » No more chicken huntin’

No more chicken huntin’

Filed under: filth, the d, rock, people suck — Scott at 3:02 pm on Monday, February 13, 2006

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.

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Comment by J-Ho

February 13, 2006 @ 7:59 pm

I knew a kid in high-school who had a jean jacket with a huge hand-drawn ICP logo on the back. I beat him up and stole it, but it turned out to be too small for me, so I gave it back to him.

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Comment by J-Ho

February 14, 2006 @ 5:16 am

Also, you all simply must check out this site for a stunning look at this unique subculture. Absolutely fascinating (seriously).

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Comment by Sophie T. Mishap

February 14, 2006 @ 11:22 am

I don’t believe you.

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