Planet X posted:

Yes stories please

Cyril Sneer posted:

4 pages and still no mention of neden. For shame.

Stick Figure Mafia posted:

Violent J’s book goes into the deep mysterious origins of “neden” but more importantly it has a chapter where he does battle with a forest demon

Tato posted:

How are all these acts that split from ICP doing? I know nothing about Twiztid but from sales figures it looks like every album post split has sold less and less.

sliami posted:

what's the juggaylo scene like. is there one

deadeyez posted:

I went to the gathering in 2005 with strangers from the internet. I can tell stories if anyone cares.

I've always enjoyed Twiztid way more than ICP and I don't know why they're not beasties or whatever anymore because I dislike everything after bang pow boom. Can someone enlighten me?

Also imo Twiztid gets better with every new album. They all have their own unique sound and rhythm and I really enjoy that.

I'm a gay juggalo ask me your gay juggalo questions

sugar free jazz posted:

what brands of makeup do u use for the clown facepaint. just whatever's cheapest or are there like juggalo approved brands

Archer666 posted:

How much drugs did you do

Chumbawumba4ever97 posted:

Why aren't icp using Mike Clark for beats any more? Do they not realize the only good poo poo they ever did was with Mike Clark or something

Chumbawumba4ever97 posted:

Why aren't icp using Mike Clark for beats any more? Do they not realize the only good poo poo they ever did was with Mike Clark or something

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I've always enjoyed Twiztid way more than ICP and I don't know why they're not beasties or whatever anymore because I dislike everything after bang pow boom. Can someone enlighten me?

Chumbawumba4ever97 posted:

Honestly the only icp albums I ever liked were riddle box and milenko. That's only two good albums out of like thirty.

Also the forgotten freshness double CD was really good. When is that poo poo coming out on vinyl? They advertised it like two years ago

sugar free jazz posted:

what brands of makeup do u use for the clown facepaint. just whatever's cheapest or are there like juggalo approved brands

Nirvikalpa posted:

Why are they having a gathering in 2021? Isn't it irresponsible to have an event like this, especially when people aren't required to be vaccinated?

KingShiro posted:

Classic Psychopathic move really if you've been around, they will announce something and it is either heavily delayed or never loving comes out.

KingShiro posted:

It's so hard (and expensive) to find a Riddle Box vinyl (Shangri-la too). Want a Beverly Kills (they need to reprint it). Did you manage to get a copy of Milenko and AJB that have both discs? That was a major problem when those were released (heard the pressing wasn't great though so haven't bothered hunting either down)

e: Will also throw in the link to the audiobook version of Behind The Paint if anyone wants to listen to that too (or if you use Audible it's on there)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLLv8WxtnB_vutKsy_TEM0fQBaR8MLlxpV

deadeyez posted:

I wanna say it was day three, I asked some crackhead for something to drink because I was desperate for water. I had been sleeping on the beach using a rock as a pillow. He provided a big rear end cup of a faygo unknown to me at the time,called Rock N Rye. I had no idea what it was supposedto taste like. Turns out it does not normally taste like 151 and ecstacy. I got super hosed up,and some lady took it upon herself to babysit me because apparently I was convinced I could "save the world" with glowsticks.

My first morning I woke up there, I stumbled across a bunch of people in a circle in the road. They were high as hell at 6 am, and referred to themselves as The Circle Of Life.Anyone walking by was offered free puffs or water. Some lady asked me to hold on to her pot for a few minutes. After six hours of waiting,holding a bag of Marijuana larger than my head,it was decided that we had waited long enough. We acquired a megaphone and someone obnoxious,and sent them on a quest to aquire blunt wraps.It took about forty people six more hours to empty that bag.I never did find that lady. I assume she died in the forest.

I spent a day babysitting some guy. I met him when he was receiving a bj in the middle of the street. He did not know her.We shared some cigarettesas this lady just goes at it,then slurps up and wandered away. He looks at me and said "she gave me ketamine, I'm not sure I should have done that." He spent most of the day in a tree. I made sure to keep gettinghim water because all I knew was "horse drugs are probably bad".

I spent quite a bit of time with "Crackhead Tony". We both lost our people and decided to stay together for the duration. Not for gay poo poo but to be safe. He kept a very very small baggie of coke in his wallet. Sometimeshe would take it out and look at it. He insisted he was saving it for something special.

Dumb Sex-Parrot posted:

a kid once sent me a ICP song over aim where they say boogie woogie a lot

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sugar free jazz posted:

danny brown update: he dislikes hummus

deep dish peat moss posted:

One time I was waiting at a bus stop to go home at 11pm and there were a couple drunk, houseless people at the same bus stop who were arguing about something - yelling, sometimes even swinging at each other but it never escalated to a fight. As I'm waiting there this kid rolls up on a skateboard and stops at the same bus stop and after a few minutes of watching the argument he interjects by saying "Hey! Do you all get high?"

Of course everyone stops arguing right then and there. "Yeah of course we do!" they say.

So this kid whips out a pipe and a baggie and packs a bowl and he passes it around - the houseless folk smoke first and it makes its way to me and I take a hit and it makes its way back to the kid. A few minutes later the bus shows up. Everyone gets on, the kid comes to the back and sits near me. "Easiest way to break up a fight" he says to me. I laugh and he asks if I need to buy some weed.

"As a matter of fact, I do need to buy some weed." I say. So he gives me his phone number. I text him the next day and he tells me to meet him at the circle K at the same bus stop and he'll pick me up. "Cool." I say. I ride the bus out there. 10 mins later he shows up on a skateboard and says we have to walk - well, I have to walk, he gets to skate. It's a 2 mile walk in the brutal desert heat, but I follow. Along the way he tells me that he's a Jugglo and asks if I know what that is. I pretend I don't. "We're just a bunch of kids who live together because we have nowhere else to go." he says. "Come on, my place is over here."

He directs me off the sidewalk and toward an apartment complex, we weave behind these brutalist post-modern desert pod apartments until we reach his. "The front door doesn't work, we have to go through the patio." he says before ushering me to jump over the patio wall. "I'll just be a minute. Take a seat." he says. I sit on the floor because there's no furniture. The room is full of teenagers. Five or six of them. They're sitting around a table studying physics and music with flash cards. They don't acknowledge my presence. Five minutes later the kid returns from a back room. "Come on, follow me." He says, directing me back outside and to an apartment next door.

A toothless man opens the door for us. Inside is a juggalo meth den. We walk into the back room where a large older woman, probably mid-40s, sits cross-legged on the only chair in the place. Six or seven shirtless men, tattooed and toothless, sit in a semi-circle in front of her. She introduces herself as the one I'm buying weed from. She packs a gigantic bowl in a Legend of Zelda pipe and hands it to me. I take a hit and pass it to the person next to me.

"No." she says. "That's all for you. Smoke it and hang out for a while so we know you're not a cop."

So I sit in silence and smoke it while she talks about whatever to all the people in a circle in front of her. I decide I want to leave after a few minutes. I fake getting a text message and look at my phone. "I would love to stay," I say, "But I have to go to work". A lie. I was unemployed at the time.

"Oh." She says. "Well... good. We like earners. Come back soon!" she says. I walked out of the door, accidentally pocket-dialing 911 as I put my phone back in the pocket. Fleeing the scene of the juggalo meth den, I frantically try to explain to the operator that there's no emergency and I'm sorry, without being overheard.

The weed wasn't very good - the weed I'm smoking now is better. I smoked enough of it that I forget why I was sharing this story.

Katamari Democracy posted:

This rules

cardedagain posted:

https://m.imgur.com/a/o4XR37H

video.


http://imgur.com/a/FIUm5gb DJ Paul falls over.

http://imgur.com/a/cid7kL8 vanilla ice brings his own ninja turtle dancers with him

deep dish peat moss posted:

Spotify sent me this as a push notification on my phone once so if you're in the lower 98% do not dare talk to me about danny brown