There’s the Juggalo whose annual tradition is barbecuing naked, except for an apron. There’s the Juggalo who walked all the way to the Gathering from Oregon. There’s the Juggalo with the Batman mask, the Speedo, and the protruding belly named Mikey who dressed that way on a dare. There’s the devil Juggalo, the Bane Juggalo, the babydoll Juggalo. They’re only a handful of the Juggalos we met this past weekend at the 13th annual Gathering in Cave-in-Rock, Illinois. Meet the rest.
“His cheeks, colored by a network of ruptured blood vessels, were formed by a coalescence of hanging globules, beneath which the double fold of his chin melted into his neck. And his skull was strung with cords of fat.”