So I just saw a Juggalo in real life but before I realized he was a Juggalo I sat down next to him (mistake #1) on the T. I thought he was just a drunk dude passed out asleep. I decided not to read in case this drunk guy pulled any sudden moves.
Fifteen or so minutes go by and all is calm and ordinary. I must have started to doze off though (mistake #2) because I was jolted awake by his big ass elbow which he was trying to perch on my SHOULDER. I quickly pushed it off but he tried it again. Repeat times 3. I jumped out of my seat just as the guy standing in front of the Juggalo gave me a “WTF is going on?!” look. I shrugged and looked down and saw the hatchet man logo on the drunk dude’s t-shirt and I was like, OOOH. OMG. OOOH.
Then, just as I thought things were OK again the Juggalo kicked his leg out (to stretch it?) but ended up kicking the business dude in the shin. By now we were both incredulous. Praise be my stop was the next one so I scrambled off before I had anymore Juggalo interactions.
Things you might be thinking but are afraid to ask:
1. Yes, he smelled bad.
2. No, he didn’t have clown makeup on.
3. No, he didn’t have that Faygo soda with him.
4. His t-shirt read, “Normal people think I’m INSANE!”
5. I really don’t know if he was actually sleeping or just being a weirdo dickhead.
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jennyyyy reblogged this from karms and added:
my only interaction with juggalos: i...music hall where icp
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