I decided it was time that I jumped in fully, so I nerdily introduced myself on the homepage chatroom. She told me she had to “put her kids to bed, but feel free to text me.” She then gave me her actual cell phone number. Everyone is looking to sext immediately, and they’re very liberal with providing personal cell numbers to strangers-within 20 minutes of registering, I received a homie request and a message from a homely Juggalette. Gender equality is alive and well on JuggaloBook.Īfter about 10 minutes on the site I learned that it’s basically a horny teenager’s cough syrup-induced daymare.
Your “friends” are “homies,” and you identify yourself as a Juggalo, Juggalette, or Juggalo (Female). There are already almost 10,000 members online.Ĭheck out some of the amazing ICP-inspired twists: you don’t “like” a post, you “Whoop Whoop!” it. It was usually almost completely unresponsive, but that hasn't stopped rabid Juggalos from signing up in droves. This weekend I decided to sign up, because why the fuck not, right? I found the site about as user friendly as a lead-filled oven mitt.
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