So once upon a time the crazy juggalo dude was high off his shit as per norm and came across the big sweaty body builder guy. Said muscle mass I guess is real into like taking orders or something and was like "Purple clown troll who is somehow a higher rank than me even though you are literal trash, order me around. Make me your bitch dawg."
And then the Insane Clown Posse wannabe was all like "Yeah man alright. Whatever tickles your dick. Get me a FaYgO and then pour it all over yourself while I get off on Ronald McDonald trash fanfics."
And that's just what they did. Trashy clown douche got a show while he jerked it to his fellow juggalo brother. There were "motherfuckin miracles all up in this bitchtits wicked zone my bro."
Does anyone know what that means because I don't. The only time I ever talk to the creepy clown guy is when I get bored. I'll just post up by the fridge and rap softly to him to keep him company.
That's not the point though. This point is this has gone on too long.

Fin

~DS