![]() 06/28/2016 at 18:51 • Filed to: Juggalo | ![]() | ![]() |
He was doing the “pull up and roll back because I think my 5 speed neon is cool” thing
Or “my automatic neon has a broken transmission” thing. Either way.
Also, juggalos are breeding.
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Oh that’s a clown possy thing? I never knew, I will stay further away then before now. Also magnets man,
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:00 |
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I do that in metro when people get on my ass. I have stalled on purpose also.
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:02 |
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I wonder if their kid looks just like them...Fucking miracles
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:03 |
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Roasting your clutch (manual) or clutches (auto) must be the new “in” thing.
When things grenade where do you think they’ll lay blame?
Two options.
A. The BHPH car lot for “screwing them” on a “junk” car.
B. The awesome power their car puts to the ground.
C. Chrysler for building a crap car.
I’m thinking a little of A and C.
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:04 |
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born with tattoos ???
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:08 |
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I’m thinking A when talking to the dealer, B when talking to friends, and C when having to explain why the car is broken to their family.
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:09 |
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The last time I saw a car with a juggalo sticker it also had a “#nofatbitches” dude was like 35. I pulled up next to him at the light and said “grow the hell up buddy.” he just looked at me confused.
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:09 |
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Feel bad for the kid.
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:14 |
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I think you nailed it!
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:18 |
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[redacted] genetics, how does it work?
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:22 |
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If I’m driving stick I only let it roll back a bit once as a warning to the driver behind me to not get so close. Or I’ll do the scoot up and roll back if they keep inching up. Partly because as automatics become the vast majority, the vast majority of people don’t know that a manual might roll back a bit before going forward. And while I won’t roll back far enough to bump them, too many people seemed inclined to accelerate as soon as the person in front of them takes their foot off the brake.
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:32 |
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Many years ago, I was a cashier at Tower Records, and the whole loading dock/inventory stocking crew were Juggalos. It always amazed me how over-the-top arrogant they were when it came to their shitty taste in music and the lengths they’d go to let those who didn’t think that clowns rapping poorly about murder wasn’t the pinnacle of music know that they hated them.
Seriously, for all the boasting about the whole Juggalo sense of community and how welcoming they are, they sure are dicks to those who aren’t part of their bullshit.
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:33 |
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I’ve always hated ICP and Juggalos because of one particular person who is one of the biggest scumbags on the face of the earth. Seriously, the world would be a better place if he wasn’t alive (either dead or never born).
There's a slight chance he grew up to be a decent human being but I highly doubt it. Haven't seen or heard of him since he dropped out of school. F**king loser.
![]() 06/28/2016 at 19:40 |
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It ticks me off to no end whenever someone pulls up right behind me when stopped on a hill.
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Are you kidding me? That kid is gonna grow up to be queen of her trailer park.
![]() 06/28/2016 at 20:39 |
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I guess everything is relative.
![]() 06/29/2016 at 07:37 |
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The saddest thing I ever saw in my life.... one day, years ago, I was at a stop light behind your stereotypical Juggalo beater, an early 1990's Corolla, on it’s last legs, slathered in ICP stickers, driven by your stereotypical, fat, zit covered, meth head, inbred looking Juggalo cousins/couple. In the back seat were about 4 or so “chillins”, all bouncing around on a sugar buzz and/or meth and/or exhaust fume buzz, with no seat belts on. All of a sudden, one little boy climbed up onto the back package tray, peered at me between stickers, and placed his tiny hand on the window, as if to say “Save me!!!” He stared deep into my eyes, with a depressed, soul crushing expression. It broke my heart, I wanted to rescue him from his living hell. Poor little guy, I still think about him all the time.