Let me preface this by saying this might be the best conversation I have ever had at work. So good. I sat at the computer for nearly ten minutes before I could even begin to transcribe what just took place. I'm still in a state of disbelief, but here it goes.
(Klown walks in store, up to counter)
Me: "Hey man, what can I do for you?"
Klown: "Yeah, I need to sell these."
Me: "Okay, let me take a look at them."
(For reference, he had two ABK CDs and one Blaze Ya Dead Homie CD)
Me: "I could do $8.00 for them."
Klown: "Okay, that's cool. Do you think you could hold them aside for me? I'd like to come back and purchase them back next week."
Me: "Well, I can, but I can't promise they won't sell online. You'll have to pay what I price them at. "
(Klown leaves counter, but soon returns)
Klown: "You know what man, if some true Juggalo comes in here and wants them go ahead and sell them to 'em. If it's some fake ass Juggalo in a Hot Topic I.C.P. shirt though, give 'em the fuckin' finger and tell them to get the fuck out."
Me: "Uhh, okay I'll do that man."
(Klown leaves the store and sticks his head back in the door)
Klown: "You know what, man?"
Klown: "Violent J is my fuckin' cousin, no fuckin' joke man."
Me: "Oh, right on."
(Klown comes all the way back in the store and approaches me behind the counter)
Klown: "You see this shit right here?"
(Shows me a pendant hanging from his neck)
Me: "Yeah man, that's pretty cool."
Klown: "Yeah, it's only for the true Juggalos. Well man, I'll see you later."
(Gets back in his tiny compact car from the mid 90's)
The pendant hanging around his neck? Well, that was for last year's Gathering of the Juggalos. It looked like it cost $300.00. And you know what? When he said he was Violent J's cousin, I believed him. I just wanted to take some time out of my day to stop hoppin' and let you all know that true klowns still exist.
back to hoppin' now,