I’ve been looking for a new job or internship lately, and I applied to one at a “sports and music” company. When I received an e-mail back from them, it still didn’t indicate what “sports and music” company this was, but thankfully I had the sender’s e-mail address, which was from an “@psychopathicrecords” account. After having to look them up and discovering they were the record label I.C.P. founded, I spent some time pondering whether or not to take this offer. I finally came to the decision to do it for the lulz.
I scheduled a meeting at the office, and a few days later arrived at a nondescript building in Farmington Hills. I walked in and was instantly greeted by life-sized portraits of Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope.
The video department walls were filled with photographs throughout the years of Juggalos excitedly celebrating their favorite clown-make-up-wearing, white rap group, including some of topless Down River girls from the ‘90s. The head of the video department soon put me to work ripping old I.C.P. videos off of YouTube, because none of the workers actually felt like going through their own video collection to legally get the videos they needed for the project they were working on.
They also gave me my first official assignment, which was to help with production of their “pay-per-view” Juggalo Championship Wrestling event. Until this moment, I had not realized Juggalos wrestling each other was a thing, but it seemed logical.
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I arrived at The Modern Exchange in Southgate, not really knowing what to expect, as I had previously assumed I.C.P. to be a thing popular when I was in 5th through 7th grade, and didn’t realize anyone cared about them anymore other than to make jokes about things being “fucking magic” and asking “magnets; how the fuck do those work?”
