Juggalo Gathering, Day 3: HOLY SHIT
LardOG lost the fuckin’ car keys under a phone book. Then we went to Lembert’s where this bro throwed rolls at us befor the slowly dripping
molassses.
The bridge over the Mississippi River was closed. WTF?!? We had to backtrack through shitty dust roads and ended up at a police checkpoint where the pigs said “NO PHOTOS.”
Fuck dat.
…And 35 hours of driving came to a freaky end…
HOLY SHIT! This place is already crawling with hardcore Juggalos—and we’re a day early.
We got our juggalo amulettes and press passes and headed to camp. We ate all the mushrooms we had and and and and what the fucking shit is going on ?!?
Adrenalized-wild-eyed-Faygo-spraying-tattooed-teeth-grinding-flouro-braided-whoop-whooping-mother-fucking-PARTY-ANIMALS!!!
FAMILY! FAMILY! FAMILY! FAMILY! FAMILY! FAMILY!
A sign = “WILL FUCK FOR PUSSY”
The Spazmatic Hang-Out = Psychedelic Coyote Ugly
Lake Hepatitus = swimming not recommended…
Lazer Tag = YES! (Where is Kyle Mabson?)
D-tox heard the weirdest sex noises ever—like a struggling horse or mule.
Okay gotta run—Faygo wet T-shirt Competition with Ron Jeremy…
POOOP SCOOOP!
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Each day, return to SEANCARNAGE.COM for exclusive reporting from performer Kevin Blechdom(aka Kev-In-Rock) and her companions D-tox (musician/photographer Dalton Blanco) and LardOG (aka Captain Ahab director Lawrence Klein) as they trek across America to the 12th Gathering of the Juggalos.
Finally—the conclusion to this wild motherfuckin’ adventure
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