The talkative half of the Insane Clown Posse raps about collecting severed heads, keeps his dignity after having his phone eaten by a pelican, spreads the word of God via Evangelical Christian Shock-Rock, starts the world’s first Waffle-House Brawl (please, please look up their mugshots), and puts the white face-paint over his goatee because he does not give a damn. Seriously, have you ever tried to read his tweets? It’s the diary of a suburban madman, he’s lost and confused. Gems like “I’m about to take JJ to Toys R Us cuz I ran over his bike this morning” and “I made friends with a big raccoon at home, fed him lunch meat by hand. Now he keeps sellin me out, tippin over garbage cans and shit. Furry hoe” are the tip of the iceberg here. It doesn’t matter what his music sounds like: when a man makes a Western movie called “Big Money Rustlaz” and doesn’t even bother to take off his clown makeup? That is the sort of thing that earns a man’s respect. Please follow him.
MMFWCLJ or whatever.
Originally published in The Peak, November 2010. ‘Stuff We Like’ is a brief comedic column, generally commenting on things we find hilarious, or, you know, Like. If this article creates any ICP fans, I apologize deeply and sincerely.
Transylvanilla 