Nov 16

me today. womp womp. RESIN TIME.

Wait guys.. This is Google Canada.

BHAHAHAHHAHAHA. I CAN NOT.

You’re A Fan of Insane Clown Posse

Look, I thought it was great when I found out we shared an interest in music. I was pretty thrilled when we started talking about favorite songs and you mentioned that “Alejandro” by Lady Gaga was your guilty pleasure, because it’s mine as well. And the fact we can sing it together because we both know all the words? Well, that’s just fantastic.

But here’s something that’s not so fantastic. I found out you’re into Insane Clown Posse. I mean, you have several posters of them on your wall. And most of the shirts in your closet had some kind of ICP logo on them. You kept trying to explain that it’s because you’re a Juggalo or something, but I’m having a hard time believing that anyone over the age of five can be so excited about a band of clowns.

Oh, that’s right, they aren’t clowns, are they? They’re the greatest, as you say, while exclaiming how you’ve been seeing them live for the past few years now in complete clown makeup. Because apparently that’s the only way you can fully understand and appreciate their music. Speaking of which, I have listened to one their songs. Yes, it was moving. It moved me to want to shove a rusty nail through my earlobe. Maybe I’ll never understand how miracles work, but then again, I doubt that ICP will either. And you, unfortunately, because this has to end.

-Written by Ijustwanttodanceinyourtangles

LOLZ