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			<title>funny ass shit</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4351/funny-ass-shit/</link>
			<description><![CDATA[this was status, but hilarious!<br />CHECK THIS PSYCHO SHIT OUT!:<br />txt convo with x girl (psycho x but...) verbatim. check it<br />yesterday:<br />Danielle beckman: how m...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[this was status, but hilarious!<br />CHECK THIS PSYCHO SHIT OUT!:<br />txt convo with x girl (psycho x but...) verbatim. check it<br />yesterday:<br />Danielle beckman: how much i love you and adore you and how much you mean to me and how priceless you are to me. from your mouth what waas that another lie? i dont need an answer<br /><br />(fyi we broke up months ago)<br /><br />today<br />me: if making me an enemy helps you thru this, go for it. peace...<br /><br />Danielle: dont ever talk to her again you fuckin &#42;&#42;&#42;&#42;&#42;&#42; bastard<br /><br />me: to "her"? im assuming you mean "me" but whatever psycho Cunt lol peace<br /><br />Danielle: i am her new boyfriend and borrowed her friend while im at work leave her alone she is with me<br /><br />me: hahaha imma tell you what someone told me bout her. "good luck" hahaha by work you mean workin the streets? ok so you both a joke. i&#039;ll even give you the last word. which will eventually be "you were right". have fun you white trash bum. so go ahead and get your last word in...i&#039;ll wait lol<br /><br />ok. worst part it dont even end here. i never got that last word from him. she called MY MOTHER saying ive been repeatedly tryin to call her (totally BS), that shes "trying to move on (yet she txted ME, and didnt respond but could resist responding), and that she knows my mom cant control me but if i call again (which again i never did, check phone and cell records), she&#039;ll call the police which "she doesnt wanna do" but will "if she has to"...are you fuckin kidding me. another reminder of why i broke up with her! but really? pussy-ass boyfriend got involved, totally switched around situation, and instead of actually saying something wise enough to shut my dumb-ass up, he tells her (most likely at home cuz there is no way that trash has a job lol...NO way...) and she dont even talk to me, but calls MY MOM AND THREATENS TO CALL THE COPS! NEVERMIND THE LIES, BUT DAMN GROW UP! probably beats her i hope y&#039;allwatch jerry springer, cuz you&#039;ll see them there soon! jesus cant this dumb bitch just LEAVE ME ALONE! jeez man...i dont do drama, but shit it fun to laugh at!]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 06:14:55 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>DRUCIFER</dc:creator>
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			<title>my grave</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4346/my-grave/</link>
			<description><![CDATA[my body is loose <br />as i tie this noose <br />i have nothing to loose <br />soi slip on the noose <br />and kick away the stool.<br />isend my self to the grave <br />im sorry i...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[my body is loose <br />as i tie this noose <br />i have nothing to loose <br />soi slip on the noose <br />and kick away the stool.<br />isend my self to the grave <br />im sorry i wasnt brave <br />im sorry that you wouldnt listen to me!<br />when i told youi was hurting <br />but you just wouldnt listen to me!<br />so maybe now you will listen as my breath fades <br />away !  welcome to my grave!!!!!!<br /><br /><br />welcome to the place where i took my own life! <br />you wonder why i did it <br />i was tired of all your lies<br />you lied to get what you wanted and hurt other people!<br />but now you suffer just as i did but dont you dare kill your self<br />like i did becuz u must  suffer and ralize what you did!<br /><br />i sound like a hypocrit and i know its  bull shit !<br />but i cant help it i killed my self kuz i was worthless<br />no one wanted me a little scrub a wicked klown <br />who was always down . i was  a sin i wasnt meant to be <br />im nothing but a disese to the ones who are supposed to love me !!!!!us]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 06:15:37 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>fantom1</dc:creator>
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			<title>Something Stolen</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4345/something-stolen/</link>
			<description><![CDATA[The beginning spills through city veins <br /> Into the arteries<br /> And under powers poison clouds<br /> We move like the shadows<br /> Through the alley ways <br /> Throug...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The beginning spills through city veins <br /> Into the arteries<br /> And under powers poison clouds<br /> We move like the shadows<br /> Through the alley ways <br /> Through nightmares bought and sold as dreams <br /> Through barren factories<br /> Through boarded schools<br /> Through rotting fields <br /> Through the burning doors of the past <br /> Through imaginations exploding<br /> To break the curfews in our minds <br /><br /> Our actions awaken dreams of actions multiplied <br /> A restless fury <br /> Once buried like burning embers <br /> Left alone to smolder<br /> But together stacked under the walls of a dying order <br /> All sparks are counted<br /> Calloused hands raised in silence <br /> Over the bonfire of hope unincorporated <br /> It&#039;s flame restores tomorrows meaning <br /> Across the graveyards of hollow promises<br /> As gold dipped vultures pick at what is left of our denial <br /><br /> And the youngest among us <br /> Stare at us stoned like eyes determined<br /> And say<br /> Death for us may come early<br /> Cause dignity has no price <br /> At the corner of now and nowhere<br /> Anywhere<br /> Everywhere<br /> Tomorrow is calling<br /> Tomorrow is calling<br /><br /> Do not be afraid]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 19:54:00 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>St_Agnes DeCoursey</dc:creator>
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			<title><![CDATA[jus&#039; gotta say]]></title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4338/jus-039-gotta-say/</link>
			<description>im grateful, insanely for the love i received at both the poughkeepsie ny shows, both icp and twiztid, and icp at the clifton park NY shows. i never k...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[im grateful, insanely for the love i received at both the poughkeepsie ny shows, both icp and twiztid, and icp at the clifton park NY shows. i never knew our juggalo/juggalette fam was so tight. i love y&#039;all and even if i never met ya i got yo back love you fam! WHOOP WHOOP!]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 06:15:37 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>DRUCIFER</dc:creator>
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			<title>Stick up for the family</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4337/stick-up-for-the-family/</link>
			<description><![CDATA[The other day, someone on my facebook set his status as "Juggalo/Jugalette must be a way of saying "I have a room temperature I.Q. but want to seem li...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The other day, someone on my facebook set his status as "Juggalo/Jugalette must be a way of saying "I have a room temperature I.Q. but want to seem like a bad mamma jamma" in retard." I seen this in the morning as I first woke up. I wasn&#039;t down with that. I let him know that he obviously didn&#039;t know shit about the family! The family is about acceptance of the people around you no matter what. Who cares if they are employed, who they hang with, or what they do? I will stick up for the family. I&#039;m proud to be a juggalette, damn straight I&#039;m down with the clown!!]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 06:15:37 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>KristineAshley</dc:creator>
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			<title>Join the fam on juggalo chatline The Naughty Palace 712-432-3653</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4336/join-the-fam-on-juggalo-chatline-the-naughty-palace-712-432-3653/</link>
			<description><![CDATA[The Naughty Palace a place to get<br />naughty with no strings attached must<br />be 18 years of age and up no drama all<br />paid room owners juggalo fam chatline call...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The Naughty Palace a place to get<br />naughty with no strings attached must<br />be 18 years of age and up no drama all<br />paid room owners juggalo fam chatline call us at 712-432-3653 room 1# for more info or be a caller no pressure<br />line owners :Kennedy& Julieana<br />Maree &#8212; with Julieana Maree]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 06:16:15 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>Dont even know what this shit is</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4330/dont-even-know-what-this-shit-is/</link>
			<description>Listening to a song from way back when everything was a lot simpler, life and everything.. We were only freshman, the verve pipe..... I know that I ha...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Listening to a song from way back when everything was a lot simpler, life and everything.. We were only freshman, the verve pipe..... I know that I have had a rough life, some even say dealt a rare hand,, whatever, I just know that I have to keep marching on, working and bleeding, breathing, living, My family never cared, not really cared what happened to me, never said, hey that aint right, and if they did it wasn&#039;t loud enough for me to have heard them over the wave of self destruction, that&#039;s what I can admit.. I was on the path to burn myself down, destroy everything, why would I have been worried about anything when I am only 10 and am making choices that most adult today will never have to make. This has been the way its been since I was 5 when my dad died and my mom went crazy. I know it aint her fault she is crazy, but she is. Decisions that hurt when You make the wrong one. And I have made many, many mistakes about life along the way. Some of my mistakes scars are still felt today, not by just me, but lots of people that I wasn&#039;t thinking of when I did this or that, whatever action it was. Maybe it was about chasing the next high or a party, or getting out of whatever hole I had fell down. I have crawled from the ashes, covered in shit and blood and tears, and now I am out and don&#039;t know what to do that I have realized,,, I don&#039;t like it here.. how can I leave? What would happen? See that&#039;s grown up right? Hell I don&#039;t know what is going on in my head, cant stop this feeling that I have been pretending to be here and care but do I ? Can I have a normal life is it possible to do this after the life I have led? Could anyone? Imagine a life based on survival, if you look too pretty, or draw any kind of attraction to yourself, your life is in danger, and no that wasn&#039;t no bullshit, I learned the hard way, if you look, walk, talk, or act to much like a grown ass woman, then men will treat you like one. they don&#039;t care that you are only 11 or 12.. Shit, don&#039;t piss mamma off when she&#039;s been drinking or hitting the crack pipe, you know crying about being hungry, go asleep underneath a overpass on I-95.... Getting into a car and getting chocked out and waking up naked wrapped in a blanket as your being dropped on the sand on the beach..... And knowing what people are capable of,, I still interacting with them after all these years... these are only a couple of my life lessons.. some I don&#039;t remember anything of them cause I was so fucked up,,, but bruises and blood tell their own stories.. . Yet I am still here mother fuckers and I don&#039;t know why. but I prove a point to everyone everyday that I wake up.... I just don&#039;t know what it is... this aint no hey help me bullshit,, I just need to get these words out of my head and this is about as safe spot to put them.. so please hold all questions till the afterlife..]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 02:13:59 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>St_Agnes DeCoursey</dc:creator>
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			<title>hate</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4317/hate/</link>
			<description>why do  everybody want to hate us  when  we all show what we are about is fam</description>
			<content:encoded>why do  everybody want to hate us  when  we all show what we are about is fam</content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 06:27:22 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>juggalo4life14</dc:creator>
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			<title>Five, Six</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4316/five-six/</link>
			<description>Five Six, Fiftysix Steps to The Rest of The Trip, Five, Six, more hits till the bongs Clear, Fiftysix guests arrive, Five, six, more eblows to grow , ...</description>
			<content:encoded>Five Six, Fiftysix Steps to The Rest of The Trip, Five, Six, more hits till the bongs Clear, Fiftysix guests arrive, Five, six, more eblows to grow , FiftySix ducks in a row, Five, six, more banks to roll, Fitysix more steps to the show, five,six animals in a cage, FiftySix door to open, Five, Six, More bodies floatin, Fifftysix thousand mega watts flowin, Five , six , asses bouncing, fiftysix hours offshore , Five, Six, all she wants is more, Fiftysix million hands in the air, five, six , illusions and tricks, fiftysixx tracks to mix , five, minutes , sixx seconds, to end of this...twist.</content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 06:27:22 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>red77</dc:creator>
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			<title>we are</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4307/we-are/</link>
			<description><![CDATA[we are young.<br /><br />we are wicked.<br /><br />we are strong.<br /><br />we swing our<br /><br />hatchetshigh.<br /><br />we are angels.<br /><br />we are devils.<br /><br />we sing.<br /><br />we dance.<br /><br />we live.<br /><br />we die.<br /><br />we...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[we are young.<br /><br />we are wicked.<br /><br />we are strong.<br /><br />we swing our<br /><br />hatchetshigh.<br /><br />we are angels.<br /><br />we are devils.<br /><br />we sing.<br /><br />we dance.<br /><br />we live.<br /><br />we die.<br /><br />we kill.<br /><br />we save.<br /><br />we love.<br /><br />we hate.<br /><br />we are juggalos.<br /><br />we are juggalettes.<br /><br />we are family.<br /><br />we are friends.<br /><br />we are the young. <br /><br />we are the old.<br /><br />we are humans.<br /><br />we are animals.<br /><br />we fight.<br /><br />we lose.<br /><br />we lie.<br /><br />we cheat.<br /><br />we are truthfull.<br /><br />we are real.<br /><br />we stand.<br /><br />we fall.<br /><br />we get up.<br /><br />we run.<br /><br />we walk.<br /><br />we crawl.<br /><br />we all reach the end.<br /><br />we all stay stuck at the begining.<br /><br />we are young.<br /><br />we have heart.<br /><br />but yet we are misunderstood.<br /><br />we are all the same.<br /><br />but yet differrent.<br /><br />we yell.<br /><br />we scream.<br /><br />we cry.<br /><br />we laugh.<br /><br />we are the same.<br /><br />i love you.<br />you hate me.<br /><br />you love me.<br />i hate you.<br /><br />love.<br />hate.<br /><br />right .<br /><br />wrong.<br /><br />wats the difference?<br /><br />i dont think there is one.<br />do you?<br /><br />bekuz we are the same.<br /><br />but we are different.]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 06:37:15 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>fantom1</dc:creator>
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			<title>Haha wow</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4305/haha-wow/</link>
			<description><![CDATA[So I&#039;m getting hated because I&#039;m standing by to what I say? Dude, if someone&#039;s in the hospital having surgery or just had it. They wouldn&#039;t be online ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[So I&#039;m getting hated because I&#039;m standing by to what I say? Dude, if someone&#039;s in the hospital having surgery or just had it. They wouldn&#039;t be online talking.. The whole time that she was in having surgery the first time I was talking to her on skype. I&#039;m not fucking stupid. I don&#039;t care what any of you think of me. I&#039;m standing by to what I say. <br /><br />[5/5/2013 9:57:51 PM] Samantha Carson: I&#039;m not dumb or stupid. I know who this is. If your her mother then you would get off her phone and be with her.<br />[5/5/2013 9:59:43 PM] pinkie: i don&#039;t know who you think your talking to<br />[5/5/2013 10:00:29 PM] pinkie: i am in the OR waiting room  waiting for her<br /><br />Mine and her conversation on skype<br /><br />Are you really going to tell me that&#039;s how mom&#039;s type? Really! Because my mom types a lot better then her.<br /><br />And then in this conversation it was apparently her sister when it looks like Tricia&#039;s typing.<br /><br />[5/6/2013 4:50:44 PM] Samantha Carson: Tricia what the fuck? Getting your boyfriend at me now? Wow kid wow! Your never ever gonna be my friend or sister again. Stay away from me, Ryan, and Tim.<br />[5/6/2013 4:55:46 PM] Samantha Carson: So you think I&#039;m a retard and a cunt too? That&#039;s awesome<br />[5/6/2013 5:29:43 PM] pinkie: hes sis own<br />[5/6/2013 5:30:06 PM] pinkie: no<br />[5/6/2013 5:36:09 PM] pinkie: i think ur takin this and making more drama the it needs tobe<br /><br />I can smell bullshit]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 04:46:48 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>ToxicJuggalette</dc:creator>
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			<title>Some more shit to drop on ya</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4304/some-more-shit-to-drop-on-ya/</link>
			<description><![CDATA[This country was founded on a very few key principles. The basics: People didn&#039;t want to be taxed by a big, top, heavy government and then told what t...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[This country was founded on a very few key principles. The basics: People didn&#039;t want to be taxed by a big, top, heavy government and then told what to do with their lives. Therefore people loaded their ships and came to the new world to start anew. People have been doing this forever.. It was all a New World at some time in history. Well as is human behavior, it never lasts long that a people will remain without some form of the above stated. A good plan was our Constitution. A simple, ethical, common sense guide for being "Civilized". Example; There are/were only 3 Federal crimes: Treason, Piracy,and Counterfeiting. <br />  However, today, there are over 4,500 federal crimes, that you and me, the common citizen, may be charged with. Without even realizing you&#039;ve committed a crime. <br />The way any government is able to accomplish this is control of population and making them all "Legible".. you know, names, social security numbers, addresses, ect... And by making you "Cradle to Grave".. you know NEED the government and what it gives you every fucking day of your life..<br />   Its easier to put down the rebellions, collect taxes and coax the masses into living and relying on the system, if you know where they {that&#039;s you and me} are at and who they are. <br />   People do not realize how dependent they truly are on the system. <br />The system is in control of "Allocating" benefits and jobs, transporting goods, education, defense of the people, and even how we are allowed to die.  <br />    Truly baffling , is the fact that their are about 4000 people who make the choices that affects the lives of over 2.5 million Americans on a daily bases.<br />            The voice has been handed over to a few, who always have some alternative motive for their actions. <br />                        So the shit I want to drop on you is.... <br />                            So ask this of yourself, What are your FREEDOMS exactly??<br />                                Because from my little corner of life, I see None.<br /><br /><br />Credit given where credit is due.. Above was inspired and some quotes borrowed from Jonah Goldberg. MS. Press 2012]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 18:09:07 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>St_Agnes DeCoursey</dc:creator>
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			<title>What happend?</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4301/what-happend/</link>
			<description>What the fuck happend to this family we used to be there for each other but now if a homie needs help they will jest tern their backs on the rest of t...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[What the fuck happend to this family we used to be there for each other but now if a homie needs help they will jest tern their backs on the rest of the fam.  What the FUCK happend to this FAMILY we said we weren&#039;t a gang the we were a FAMILY but these days I am all moste thinking that moste of us are jest here for protection of the FAM or a place to hide but all I know is we sure as Hell ain&#039;t acting like one]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 04:46:48 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>WikidKlown9</dc:creator>
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			<title>girl lost</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4288/girl-lost/</link>
			<description>I spend most of my days stressed out , nerves tore up , heart aching with pain. What did I do to deserve this?? I ask myself everyday..... Then I look...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I spend most of my days stressed out , nerves tore up , heart aching with pain. What did I do to deserve this?? I ask myself everyday..... Then I look in the mirror can&#039;t remember who I am.anymore and realize maybe.that&#039;s my problem I forgot to know me and love myself ...... I put everyone else before me...... I have to stop and find me again before I can be loved by.anyone ...... How can I expect to be loved by anyone else if I don&#039;t even like myself. I&#039;m lost but know I can find myself again I know that girl in myself now only to bring her back home before she completely gone]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 09:12:03 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>pr1nessjuggalette</dc:creator>
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			<title>SWEET JUGGALO CONTESTS!</title>
			<link>http://juggalobook.com/blog/4285/sweet-juggalo-contests/</link>
			<description><![CDATA[VOTE ME(NAZAR NOX) FOR SEXIEST JUGGALO  http://sweetjuggalocontests.blogspot.com/<br /><br />THANK YOU WHOOP WHOOP!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[VOTE ME(NAZAR NOX) FOR SEXIEST JUGGALO  http://sweetjuggalocontests.blogspot.com/<br /><br />THANK YOU WHOOP WHOOP!]]></content:encoded>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 23:48:07 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>Dario Argento</dc:creator>
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