Where Juggalos Come From

Yesterday we started you off with puppies in the morning. Today, the furthest thing in the natural world from a sweet innocent puppy: a juggalo. Singing about the juggalette who squeezed him into this world: his mama. Thanks to @insanemomposse (who else?) for posting this on the world wide juggaweb yesterday. Sample lyric:

We ain’t taking nothing for granted
Mom’s lasagna is so good I can’t stand it!

Published by Nathan

Nathan Thornburgh is a contributing writer and former senior editor at TIME Magazine who has also written for the New York Times, newyorker.com and, of course, the Phnom Penh Post. He suspects that he is messing up his kids, but just isn’t sure exactly how.

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