The description really is great. I'll post it here for convenience:
Some thief stole goods from other people camping at the Gathering of the Juggalos. Items included heart medication, pregnant chicks food, dirty boxers/underwear, clothes, alcohol, & pretty much anything he could get his hands on. Ended up getting caught and this is a result. That's the thief's car being trashed....well what's left of it anyway. Make sure to watch the whole video for a HUGE surprise ending!
On a side note, there's word that it's not even the thief's car, but a stolen car! From my understanding the dude was out on bail and stole the car from the person that bailed him out to go to the Gathering. There were wanted posters of the thief inside the car, jail love letters, & his bail notice. So there's no doubt it was the right person, but now some innocent person's car got destroyed due to his actions. The thief ended up getting his as he was beat & chased off the grounds by a group of juggalos.
I have more videos of the car being destroyed that I may upload later, but this one is by far the best!
So they destroy some random dude's car, they nearly destroy their own SUV, and a bail jumping, heart medication stealing, known wanted felon, gets "chased off the grounds" (THAT'll show him!), with no other consequences.
A gathering of drunk juggalos is like an angry den mother, it becomes a hive mind.
What are they screaming at the end? Sounds like the name Emily...
Sometimes I feel like a Marxist. Sometimes I feel like a Monarchist.
|Prickly Pete |
I was at this Gathering but did not witness the car destruction. That's why I put a lock on my tent. You gotta think, people! Keep your shit safe from Juggahos! That's right, I just said that.
What if they just stole the whole tent?
The fuck, man? You don't trust the family?
Also, how big is this event that someone can attend and somehow miss out on an SUV flipping over off another car while hundred of people cheer?
The more I think about it, the more I kinda want to go to one of these things.
Here's how I missed it: The guy I rode with had underestimated the physical demands of being there, and after 3 days of intense walking in the hot sun he had to tap out. We camped on top of a hill too so anytime we went anywhere we had to walk up the hill to get back, but I like it up there cause it's kinda secluded (relatively speaking).
There's no justice like mob justice.
There is one shirt between them all.
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