scruffy said
fine idea for a topic.  

  

probly nobody gonna utilize it, though.  ninjas usually wanna have ‘their’ thread.    

Welp, if noone utilizes it, then it will be spooky’s diary thread. I did start this for myself, but left it open for others. I assumed it would be a nice story telling thread, kinda like the tv show, are you afraid of the dark.

I am not trying to control anyone, and steer them towards “my” thread, they can create their own 3 posts thread if they want.

I will be posting my shaggy experience soon, i gotta catch up on sleep tho. And then about a week from now, ill post my violent j story.

I forgot to mention the name of the asshole who was the 1st opener. I heard his name is STEVEO DA STONER, but thats word of mouth. If anyone sees him on stage, boo that fucktard, he dont deserve recognition. He says he is nationally known, yet ive never heard of him. What a fucking lame ass rap name, im sure the real steveo from jackass would disapprove of his name.

I searched for him on google, i found a video called “slow burnerz” feat. Hekitk. MoneyMurderedMusic is the record label, i think. Its funny that the vid has around 400 views, and he thinks he is nationally known

            JUGGALO MARCH 9-16-17(Washington DC GOTJ)

 1st off I’d like to say that I fucking love all you Juggalos’…this event was hands down the best experience of all time…it was proof that when juggalos gather, only greatness happens…we had the most exciting and entertaining “rally” that has ever been organized…loosely organized…lmfao, pun intended.

my journey begins at 530 pm Thursday afternoon. I hit the road, taking my time and hitting up service stations. I drove until midnight and found a pilot gas station to crash at. sleeping in the car wasn’t that easy, lots of 5 minute sleep intervals due to noise and uncomfortableness. at about 630 in the morning the noise of car doors and people became constant. I went and grabbed a breakfast sandwich and chilled till about 8am, then began the rest of my journey to DC.

i arrived about 2 hours later to the city i was staying in and tried to find my hotel. the directions i printed ended up steering me the opposite direction of my hotel and i became lost. i stopped at a mcdonalds and used the wifi to help me find my hotel. yes i did this trip without gps, I’m a underprivileged scrub.

i checked into my hotel at about 1030 am. i decided to put on a striped polo shirt to ensure i wouldn’t get treated like shit by the front desk people and so i got a good room. once i checked my room for things that crawl and for previous damages, i went back to my “gang” attire. As i walked around the hotel, the guest started giving me “ole evil eye” and the reality kicked in that we are a special sight for the “normal” people. even the front desk person looked like a deer in headlights when he saw me wearing my 20th anniversary riddlebox shirt.

once i brought all my shit inside the hotel i tried to get some descent sleep, but due to the excitement of being there and not knowing what’s around me, i couldn’t sleep. i then proceeded to walk around the area and see whats around. i walked for about 4 hours, hitting up stores and whatnot looking for souvenirs for my woman, with no avail. i stopped at a Mexican restaurant for tacos and margaritas, called viva tequila. no one was in there at all. that should of been my sign, but i was so tired and hungry from walking in the 84 degree sun that i didn’t care. the margarita tasted like there was no tequila in it and the food was microwaved slop, don’t ever eat there.

i went back to the hotel to get my car, so i could buy some coolers, since my room didn’t have a fridge. i got some beer and ice and got back to the hotel and put the beer and beverages on ice and began drinking and smoking. i watched the local news outlets to see their reports on the juggalo march. by 8pm i began to finally get tired and set an alarm for midnight, so i could let @ganjagoblin in the room. i ended up missing my alarm and didn’t wake up till he called and knocked on my room door, my bad homie.

we turned up the jams and began to smoke down and chop it up till about 530 in the morning. we crashed till about 930 am and began our day of chiefing and organizing a plan to get to the march. we got some mcdonalds breakfast and smokes for the day too. we decided uber was our best bet, and sure enough it was. the address we had put in to be dropped off at was like a 5 minute drive from the Lincoln memorial, so we had to tell him to drop us off around there. other than that the drive was only 15 minutes and worth our 15 bucks.

we got dropped off and juggalos were sparse. we started walking towards the monument and found where shit was going down. i heard a “you fucked up” chant and knew we were finally home. we walked around to get a feel of the event and found a spot to hold down for awhile. we observed all the signs juggalos created, which was fucking great, and watched all the media outlets running around. the civilians were funny as fuck. they were saying things like, “whats going on” and “we must be missing something”. some were scared and quickly walked away, and others stopped and tried to soak in the juggalo things that were happening.

the event started at normal psychopathic time, about an hour late. kevin gill took the stage and about 10 minutes into his stage presence a helicopter came from the Washington monument, at which point every juggalo turned around and flipped them off, what an amazing sight that was. everytime that helicopter swooped by the juggalos flipped it off, so fucking great.

Kg’s speech was prolly the most electrifying speech of the day, he absolutely killed that shit. after him they had the juggalos tell their stories of being put down by the fbi and their classifications. they all did an amazing job, especially since they were speaking to the nation, not just the fam. i felt the emotions from them and was so glad to see the juggalos embrace and get loud for their stories of BULLSHIT prosecution.        

psychopathic tried to stick to the event schedule but switched shit up last minute for reasons unknown, but i think i know why. after the juggalos speeches, they had bukshot take the stage and do his performance. the media had a 4 camera in the center of the stage between the reflecting pool and stage. once bukshot began a mosh pit formed and the faygo started flying. the pit crashed into the media spot and due to the pit intensifying and the faygo flying, they had to move out of the crowd. some even looking pissed as fuck, prolly cuz their shit got destroyed. but that’s what they get for not doing their research in the 1st place.

after he performed, psychopathic changed up the schedule and did more speeches until the actual march, including icp right before the march, with no performances until after the march. the speeches and chants during the speeches made me filled with joy almost to the point of full on shedding tears. chants of “thank you” “they fucked up” “fuck that shit” “family”and “you fucked up” were magical and an unbelievable sight to witness. seeing shaggy try to operate a computer that had his speech and him attempting to read was a great experience. he tried to his best to multi task things he is not used to doing just for us, mad love to him.

after icp gave their long speech filled with “computer glitches” the march began. at that point the reality set in on how many ninjas actually attended this event, and i was at a loss for words. i expected a few hundred and to my surprise we had atleast 4000 juggalos in attendance. the march was littered with press, regular people recording us and horseshit. everytime the we came across some horseshit from the horse cops, a  “horseshit” chant started to let others know about the obstacle. at one point we stumbled upon bootleggers selling juggalo march shirts. i stopped and copped one like fuck it, since psy didn’t sell anything.

the signs and chants during the march were fucking great. and some ninjas had portable speakers bumping icp, which was fucking great too. hearing juggalos sing “bitches” “murder go round” and “down with the clown”in front of police and civilians was fucking great.

after the march lil eazy e hopped on stage and performed and thus began the stage events again. forgot to mention we ran into @laptop and @sazarah around the icp speech and chopped it with them for a lil.  it was fucking great meeting you two, no lie. i hope i get to meet yall again, yall were fresh as fuck. i forgot to ask if yall came alone or not, but if yall did, i would of liked for yall to chill with us the whole time. yall are family to me and i love yall. thank you for approaching me and making yourselves known, that’s why i wore that flh shirt, so i could meet those i haven’t before and for those i have met before to find me easily.

so after the march, @carnivalkilla44 found us and chopped it for a minute and introduced us to the juggalo that did the 1st speech, the one who lost her kids. much love and respect to that ninjette and thanks for gracing my presence with the fresh flava that is yourself. much love to ck44 for actually chopping it up with me this time. you are a different type of juggalo, but that’s what makes you fresh homie.

shortly after seeing ck44, my homies @jc and her man “stabs” saw me and chopped it for a minute. they were only able to make it to the actual march and had to bounce afterwards. glad yall stumbled upon me and said hi, i missed yall. the love you two give me is so great and genuine, i love it. especially since i only met yall once and you guys make an effort to kix it with me whenever possible. yall make me feel wanted, which is rare in my life.

jc was telling me that @chuckieboy been looking for me the entire time and that she also ran into @ocjbrendan and @mitchellking. imma have to give Brendan a staleness point for his actions before and during this event, but that’s another story, and I’m confident that it was unintentional, but you owe me your flava at the next gotj homie. in fact anyone from flh that didn’t come up to me earns a staleness point. yall had no excuse not to make yourself known.

as jc was about to leave chuckieboy found us. I’m glad this ninja joined the forums, cuz otherwise i would of never got to experience his fresh flava. you could tell he was excited that he finally found me. we all chopped it for a minute then jc and adam had to bounce. chuckie offered to burn one, and obviously we accepted. we made a b-line for the grass to the side of the reflecting pool and proceeded to toke up. about 8 minutes later his girl came up tripping and grabbed the car keys off him, and chuckie had to see what was going on. that was the last i saw of him.

much love to ck44, jc/stabs, laptop, sazarah, and chuckieboy for actually stopping by and meeting up. i love yall. yall don’t realize how much yall mean to me.  and that goes for everyone on FLH, yall helped evolve me into the beautiful butterfly i was destined to become. words could not describe the mass amount of love energy yall made me expel into the universe.

i guess @scottied deserves a staleness point aswell, since ganjagoblin tried to grab his attention and he just kept going.  i think next gotj you should actually enjoy it and not run around doing your media coverage of it. you deserve to not have any responsibilities for once, and get to know the ones on your website that love you and everything you have done in your life for us. i have not met one person who doesn’t give you the props you deserve from the forums and i think you should kick it with us and get to know those who have unconditional love for you.

as the sun went down and night began, the loudness and intensity of the event began to rise greatly. the weed and juggalo shenanigans began to amplify and basically became a gotj. hearing jumpsteady’s voice crack when he passionately started a chant was priceless. the emotions from him rubbed off on the crowd and the debauchery began.

icp took the stage, and the electricity prolly caused a power outage at the whitehouse. massive amounts of crowd surfing, glowsticks and faygo flying, ensued and the gotj feels became overwhelming. i say ninjas push thru the crowd in a shopping cart and crowd surfed out of it. shortly after the shopping cart got crowd surfed to the stage. i witnessed a boy, no older than 8 years old, get crowd surfed twice, with the biggest smile on his face that would melt a heart…fyi i hate children. i had another little girl on someones shoulders, chopping her way thru the crowd with a glowstick hatchet, give me a glow stick. such an amazing concert vibe.

afterward i needed to sit cuz my wig flipped so hard and i was drained from the energy exerted from the days events. after chilling for a lil bit, we made our way to a main street and tried to get an uber to find us. once we reached the street we ran into others dealing with uber. we talked with some peeps and found out uber was cancelling rides on some, including @laptop. luckily we didn’t get the bone and got a ride fairly easily.

once we reached the hotel we ordered a pizza from some local place, i think its called mazels, and had some of the greatest pizza ive ever had. we burned down afterwards and proceeded to do what we didn’t want to do, pass out. ganjagoblin had to catch a train at 530 am and didn’t want to pass out. i saw him pass out and tried to keep his attention, so he didn’t miss his train. i became tired and caught myself dosing off, so i set an alarm for 4 am, just in case i fully passed out. i ended up passing out and sleeping thru the alarm. I’m sorry homie, i tried to create a safety net so that didn’t happen. he ended up waking up at like 8 am and missing the train. i hope all got squared out and you had a smooth experience on your route home.

i just stayed up and got my day started early. got some mcdonalds breakfast and packed up the car. i spent the whole day traveling and got to experience a roy rogers burger at a service plaza. and i gotta say that burger was spectacular. definitely on the same page as hardees/carls jr. ran into some juggalos on the way back here and there and exchanged whoops.

mad props to ganjagoblin for coming out of his shell and kicking it with me. I’m glad i finally got to chill with you and actually have a conversation.i know you make things #complicated, but just know that the rest of flh village is on your side too and has no problem being a real homie. trust me i know, flh has been the realest homies i ever had, and I’m glad i decided to branch out and experience the flava they provide.

this event put the final nail into the coffin on why i love the juggalos. the things we do when we gather is magical and powerful, and that’s why the fbi tried to restrict our presence in society. I’m extremely proud of my juggalo family and extremely proud to be a juggalo. Much Dark Carnival Luv you diamonds, lets beam brightly and finish off this year #17ing hard.

damn wanted to post pics and vids, but i cant due to file size and what not

Chuckieboy said
Yea sorry big homie, i did wanna kick it. I forgot my phone so i didnt have ur number to get ahold of u.Ol’ girl gets pissed off at me lol, i know wat causes it but fuck i like to eat xanax and kick it with ninjas lol. I truly wish i wouldnt have followed her, she doesnt really take to people like me. Im sure well get the chance again before long. And much love to all of u. Always good seeing u.   

No worries homie, you gotta pay attention to your home life too. And we WILL kix it again, no worries. She needs to know that i love her and so does everyone else from FLH…and not to worry about not knowing us, becuz we didnt know eachother at one point too. Im not a conversation starter either, but that dont matter…all that matters is making your presence known, and the rest will fall into place. We are juggalos and we all have similar stories and backgrounds. We all gather for a reason.