Wanna see something horrible? One of our interns hipped me to this clip of an Insane Clown Posse-themed funeral for a baby. All I know about ICP is that their "fans" are almost a different species. When I worked in the record store, I remember these heavy-lidded, mouth-breathing weirdos smelling of weed and lighter fluid coming in and staring for hours at ICP albums they obviously already owned. The members of the Posse are also pro wrestlers, which is actually brilliant cross-marketing. They’ve established a truly resilient cult for the dull-witted.
Don’t watch this if you have an aversion to rednecks, dead babies and malevolent clowns (below the fold):
What the fuck is a "Juggalo?"