This is a club for all the Juggalos Homies out there. To all who don't know, a Juggalo is a believer in the Dark Carnival, the ruler of our lives. We live each day remembering the 6 Jokers Card and what each stands for. All are welcome to the Juggalo Family! Don't think that just because you don't know about ICP, Twiztid, Blaze, or anyone else, doesn't mean we won't let you in. The Juggalo's are of all shapes, sizes, and gender. We'll accept you just as we were accepted at one point, as long as you KNOW what we're about: The Dark Carnival. The Juggalos don't have to paint their faces every day, they don't have to spray Faygo around, if you can accept the power of the Dark Carnival, to accept the 6 Jokers Card as the echoes of our lives.
Everyday when people wake up, pull themselves out of bed, they look in the mirror and they try to become something. They ask themselves "What do I wanna be?" Some want to fit in with the alternative kids, so they put alternative clothes and hang out with the alternative kids and they become something they want to be perceived as. Same thing with kids who wanna act like gangstas, they'll dress up like gangstas and try to become things they wanna be looked at as. But some of us didn't know what the fuck we wanted to be percieved as. We didn't fuckin' fit in anywhere! We were the fuckin' clowns of society. Like no matter what happened to us, everyone else said about us "Fuck them, they don't count." That's what we are. We're the scrubs of society. The scrubs that don't matter, together as family. The Juggalo Family.
One of the members of ICP, Violent J, talked about how they used to be looked at as people who needed charity, and the person who would deliver cans of food was a girl who J's brother, Jumpsteady, had a huge crush on. And J said to everyone how this is only the luck of a fuckin' Juggalo. He told us some Juggalos might have been born millionares, but he said he had no question saying that all Juggalos out there had a situation that's almost exactly like that, and have been fucked over so many times in their lives. NOT talking about the kinda crap that Limp Bizkit or Korn cries about where they say "I wanna break stuff." We fuckin' are the scrubs who get the pain of "I WANNA FUCKIN' CUT YOUR THROAT OUT. STAB THE FUCKIN' SHIT OUT OF YOU."
Juggalos don't go around acting like they know true pain, BTW. People who hang out with Juggalos just so they can say that are what we call Juffalos, fuckin' douche bag kids who only want simpathy from others. Juggalos don't try to do that, they just wanna be accepted somewhere, and that's what happens. They're accepted as family members. They're accepted as scrubs who matter.
Juggalos will never die, the Carnival will carry on forever.
"We'll never die alone. Juggalos will carry on,
Swing our hatchets if we must. Each and everyone one of us."
Much Clown Love to all
Oh, and by the way, just because I say Juggalo, doesn't mean I'm not including Juggalettes.
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