First off, I'm a juggalo. A juggalo is a person that may or may not listen to ICP or anyone from Psychopathic Records, but still keeps it real by living life worth the ride. We all as juggalos know how f*cked up this world is, and we live differently. We like to be a little "underground" at times to avoid selling out to the mainstream. A juggalo realizes popularity doesn't matter, it's about being real and true. In fact, if a juggalo likes to get tattooed with clown love, that's cool. If not, that's cool too. But the main thing behind the juggalo is the belief that greed is what has f*cked up the world the most. So our example is to not be greedy, but to love and welcome more love for those who want to join us.

For the most part, an uneducated, pathetic excuse for a human being who listens to the group ICP who are bold enough to actually consider themselves musicians. People you see wearing "hatchet-man" accesories. They should not be allowed to reproduce, because that is too cruel to future generations. ICP isn't rap, it isn't metal, it isn't rap/metal, and it isn't horrorpop. There is only one way to properly categorize ICP; unnecessarily and unartfully offensive and obnoxious noise.

Darwin's biggest Obstacle.

A greasy, fat, teenager with a kool aid mustache and no friends who listens to songs about clowns in his step mother's double wide mobile home when he isn't hanging out at the mall food court.

Confused individuals that are a product of the break down of the white middle class/lower class family, hero worship, and the emasculatory expectations of society. Usually characterized as indolent, witless, overly self-glorifying, and speak a lot of shit about anyone but are never concerned about backing it up because they won't. All these traits are an attempt for a cohesive group structure that accepts them and will tolerate their unfounded angst/effeminate banter or actions. A purely American occurance that is a scourge on par with Chavs and Wiggers.

On February 1, 2006, Insane Clown Posse fan Jacob Robida engaged in a series of hatchet attacks and a shooting spree which left three dead, including himself and a police officer.1213 On February 7, Insane Clown Posse's manager Alex Abbiss extended Bruce and Utsler's condolences and prayers to the families of the victims and distanced Robida from Juggalo culture.11
Between June 18 and June 20, 2006, attacks involving Insane Clown Posse fans, some wearing clown makeup, were reported by the Seattle Times.14 The attacks left nearly two dozen injured. The group, armed with a machete, attacked, robbed, and threatened to decapitate visitors to Fort Steilacoom Park in Tacoma, Washington, shouting "Whoop! Whoop! Juggalo!" Seven suspects have been arrested, and three have been charged with assault and robbery.15
In February 2007, Colorado teenager Bryan Grove, who identified himself as a Juggalo, stabbed his girlfriend's mother to death and was arrested. His girlfriend Tess Damm, also a juggalette, and two of their friends have also been arrested in connection with the murder.16
In May 2008, arson was committed on a Spanaway, Washington house. During an investigation, the police discovered vandals had broken into the back entrance of the house, w...

A group of horribly misguided whiggers who worship Psychopathic records and the originators of this putrid label- The Insane Clown Posse (also known as the "Insane Clown Pussies" or simply as "the fags"). Members often claim to be misunderstood and through this misunderstanding find reconciliation and commonality in the "Dark carnival." This carnival is a theme often used on Insane Clown Posse's records. In truth however, the main attraction for Juggalos is the disasterously awful and depraved music itself, which consists mainly of songs featuring such uplifting and profound subjects as: decapitation, stabbing, beating and of course killing. Traditions within this sect include: the dawning of evil clown makeup, spraying bottles of soda pop called "Faygo," on other members, styling their hair in a manner best suited for circus chimps, attacking smaller or unarmed people with hatchets and knives, eating human fecal matter, shouting whoop whoop as a bozo rallying cry. Directionless, often drug addicted, many Juggalos experience a shift in priority as they reach an older age. This is most often triggered by a realization that they have spent a great deal of time and effort supporting the lowest dreggs of society and in doing so becoming not renegades, but in fact the systems version of a virtual jail house sissy.

An overlydependent fuckhead that worships a band that tells them to fuck farm animals.