TheFvckinKreeper said
They unhitched the wagons after The Wraith. 

Wagons are for OG Juggalos only, new 6 Deck is sans wagons.

You can be lost, or you can be found. Either way, you’re walking fucko.  

Get clowned on found had a lyric about wagons

Chevy2Dope said

That is some funny shit man  

My Shaqnosis!

https://youtu.be/JNua1lFDuDI

MY SHAQNOSIS!!!!

Drunkalo said
https://faygoluvers.net/v5/forum/photo-booth/faces-of-flhf/page-9/#p219889

Def a pimp my wagon experience  

Used to go through Gettysburg all the time from Ny to NC and vice versa, but never really stopped there. I’m a skeptic but I believe in residual energies. I have less interest in soaking up those tragic emotional spectres of despair as I would to drive through The Trail of Tears. We were somewhere in South Dakota once and felt an awful oppressive vibe like that.

Vut talk are smiling and enjoying, I dig it!

Another note on that page… my photo from England… I forgot how pained my foot was that entire time. Plus pure exhaustion. We didnt have any time for exploration. I’m grateful for the experience but we didnt get to soak in much. Ah well. Next time! Glad my foot is better.

Drunkalo said
Residual energies are real. We dig “haunted” things. Some places “feel” heavy. Weve been to several mental hospitals and prisons. Lets me know i can still feel things, ive been told several times i have no empathy. Gettysburg was a lot to soak in, definitely worthy of a day tour. 

How long did your foot hurt? Did it go away like as soon as you left? That would be a strange coincidence.  

The foot had been hurting for over a week prior. The England trip was, unfortunately, the peak of the pain. It subsided about 80% when we got home after borrowing a boot deal from the guy that owns the gas station. I’ve always had foot pain but that shit was insane. Not even my CBC Cream could keep it good all day.

Back to residual energies.. out far in the weird upstate NY rural areas… there was this huge complex of buildings that used to be a mental health facility. It was repurposed as apartments for people way out in the sticks, ironically. There were such bad vibes there. My brother and like 10 of his friends stayed there way back in like 1998. Technically that was my first time doing shrooms but I didnt est that many and we even smoked em. Some people were losing it though. My brother punched his friend. My friends got locked in this abandoned part in almost pitch dark and even the humongous fat party animal was crying with despair. I remember it was around when Tom Green came out and we ended up in someone’s apartment laughing at this strange man’s lack of self-consciousness. Just a  weird night where we were all thinking of hauntings but no one would say it, due to us all “partying” and “being young”.