Free Descriptive Essays-The Gathering Of The Juggalos

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The Gathering The sunlight is blinding as I stumble out of the tent. The heat is suffocating. The surroundings are foreign, completely wrong. I am met with terrifying gang of freaks, ninjas, and clowns. I stare directly into the faces of the outcast and misunderstood and they don’t give a fuck, only a “Whoop! Whoop!” Days earlier, I boarded the bus that would take me to the abandoned military base just outside of Limestone. “Where you’re going,” the driver said, “there will be thousands of the most misunderstood and hated people left on earth. It’s brimming with sex, drugs, death-rap, and demonic clowns. It’s Shangri la.” This proves to be one of the last coherent conversations I will have. From this point on I spend my time lost in a carnival of darkness. The Annual Gathering of the Juggalos had begun. …show more content…

Within seconds the chant changes to a euphoric and even louder “Whoop Whoop”. I quickly succumb to the rampant temptation and take a hit off of a large joint that is being freely passed around. The instant the smoke hits my lungs I frantically begin darting my tongue in and out like a garter snake. A Juggalette suddenly appears and asks, “Wanna’ lick my tits?” Mentally, I decline. Physically, I begin to lick her forehead. "Shit. That your first Jeffery Joint?", asks the Juggalo now standing next to her. I stare back unable to answer. "Hope you’re ready for one wild fucking ride. You just smoked a shit-ton of weed, angle dust, E, cocaine and possibly some Clorox. Whoop! Mother-fucking whoop!”. He wears traditional Juggalo fashion: Black and white face paint, shirtless, spider braids, oversized shorts and a plethora of tragically misspelled tattoos. To me he looks like the offspring of a Hungarian mop dog and a Mexican sugar-skull. He goes by Mayne. His “lette" girlfriend goes by

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