Gather ’round one and all because The Gathering of the Juggalos is returning. And here you were worried that family with clown make-up on their face weren’t going to reconvene in a field in the middle of nowhere. I can also say that the Saturday Night Live parodies of these clips haven’t made them any less entertaining, though I still hold hope for someone to just once shout, “everyone gets pitchforks!”

So what’s in store for the 13th year of this raving nut party for you to dull your senses on you ask? Lots of rappers I don’t believe I should care about. Rappers I cared about 15 years ago, and Raekwon the Chef. There’s metal for the metal heads. What else you ask? How about cheeseburgers and hotdogs raining from the stage as a Michael Jackson tribute band plays? Ric Flair, and the reminder that Joe DeRosa has a damn good joke about his experience.

Around the 14 minute mark we get the pitch about how the comedy will be working at The Gathering. Bigger production to allow for Cheech & Chong, Ralphie May, Bobcat Goldthwait, and Jamie Kennedy to experience getting pelted with poop (see Tila Tequila). It’s guaranteed to be a good time.

I could tell you what else was going to happen but frankly, the clip is 23 minutes long. I’d say about 20 minute longer than the average Juggalo’s attention span and apparently 8 longer than mine so if you really want to know who is molesting wrestling whom for the final night you’ll just have to watch the clip for yourself.

No I have to lay down. I have a headache thinking about the comically large stacks of money Violent J and Shaggy 2 dope will make from this festival. I reckon it will liken itself to those times when uncle Scrooge McDuck swims through his gold doubloons inside his mint on high. Yay Capitalism!