The state of pure excess. When you have gone far beyond being drunk, crunk, stoned and blazed and have become straight up toxic--you are carny'd.
To reach carny'd, you need to fully embrace the spirit of a carnival worker. You wake up at noon, use your one remaining tooth to puncture an air hole in your Pabst so you can properly shotgun it. Hose vomit off the tilt-a-whirl while taking meth and Draino. Then when your shift ends, the real party begins. You wake up beside the bearded lady with a broken arm, smelling like moldy cabbage and have no idea how you got there.
Man, I just knocked back an Everclear/Rat Poison/Toothpaste cocktail and I can't feel my legs--I am so carny'd!
Tool's drummer. A beastly dude who wields a pair of drumsticks and worships some trippy occult sacred geometry voodoo shit. He has greater drumming chops than John Bonham did at his best, he can drum better with his feet than anyone else can with their hands, and he's pretty much the man
An amazing precious actress who stars on FTWD as Alicia Clark. She appeared as commander Lexa on The 1oo. She sparked the great gay revolution, and the great gay migration following the death of her character Lexa. She has a jawline that could slit your throat, she can go from cupcake to daddy in .02 seconds, she is adorkable, and she doesn't know how famous she is.