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Lol same. Juggalos are just awesome and wholesome. The music is soooooo bad tho.

This. To be clear I have absolutely no problem with furries existing and I believe anything less than letting y'all be would be tantamount to treason.

But God damn I just cannot understand it. I don't get it. And it weirds me out.

Like I said, I would actually fight to defend your right to wear your fur suit out in public. But I'm also going to make fun of you because man it's just weird.

Although I did have a coworker (I work in IT so this isn't actually that surprising) who was a furry and he tried to meow at me one time when I called his name. Don't do that. That was weird. Just tell me what you did to fix the computer man.

I like furries because I appreciate modern technology. If all the furries went to lunch at the same time, we'd be eating each other in the streets before they made it to the diner.

I was never into furry stuff, but I hung out with an online furry community way back in 2006. Furries are cool. Furryism is just not for me.

Same, lots of great people and a nice community. As a whole, they're very accepting folks too and have no problems with the respectful non-furs.

We trash and bash in the mosh pitts, and get out our aggression. But if someone falls, you YANK them up. Many times I've fallen, and then suddenly felt myself lifted high into the air by the hand of god. Then I can see who lifted me, and it turns out it wasn't god. It was a long haired, bearded, tattood muscleman. Which makes sense. I'm like 300lbs. If you're suddenly yanking me up effortlessly, you're a big muscle man. And then there's other times I see women fall. I yank them up. I'm doing the right thing, I KNOW I'm doing the right thing, but the whole time I'm just like "Sorry sorry sorry sorry." because you don't aim where you grab. You grab and yank up, by whatever you can. You don't want the pitt to come her way and stomp her head, not knowing she exists down there. So yank, but also "Sorry sorry sorry sorry". I've yet to have any women mad at me for doing it, they get it, but MAN it feels weird just grabbing a woman like that.

Pushing, shoving, looks like a massive fist fight but it's all love. We're trusting them with our life. They're trusting us with theirs. We all get super violent, and have a good time. Then the show lets out, and we're like "Oh, you wanna go get some late night eats? Anyone know a good gyro spot?", and we're just friendly for the rest of the day. We're like the Canadians of music genres. Violent when we play, and friendly the rest of the time.

There is research and papers showing that heavy music in general can actually be therapeutic and make someone calmer, rather than the perceived opposite effect. It can be a great outlet. I listen to metal, heavy music, all the time but when I have used it as a coping mechanism, i.e. an outlet for stress, it has definitely allowed me to release such tension. Not only that, but singing/screaming to vocals along to the music surely does release all of energy, and while there are outsiders who might perceive the music as 'angry' the incorrect connection they're making is that anger is an energetic emotion, as in unreleased energy/tension. Metal isn't angry music, it is energetic. That is why it makes such good workout music. It stimulates and satisfies that part of our lives, letting us be some of the 'nicest, most wholesome and fun people all around'.

Metal Heads will absolutely be your best friends in time of need. Need help moving a body, no questions asked? Call your metal friend.

They also have more in common with you than any gay person ever will.

No I am not wrong. And I can raise you with pineapple on burger.

Did you ever get into audio books? It's nice to have someone else read to you at bedtime or during a commute.

I miss smoking so much. It really is an awesome habit. Or would be if not for the cancer, COPD, and financial ruin.

Not sure what kind of smokers you meet. The ones I have to deal with blow cancer in my face right next to children, get aggressive when I ask them not to, spit on the floor every 5s, throw their still lit cigs into trash bins or into nature and cant stop coughing on the train.

Fuck yeah, I miss it. Smokers are my people. Risk takers, nihilists, indulgers, hedonists, adventurers, rebels, fun-havers… but I’ve gotten domesticated and want to live a long and clean life. Sigh.

I worked with some people from Chile once, and they ALL loved rush. there was like 30 of them, they had in common where they came from, and rush. Like it's a thing. Even the ones whose English was so-so knew every word to every song. I miss jamming with em. Fucking epic air drums!

Surprising from a user named stinky. I guess you're more the type who don't frown when you go down to brown town.

My dad gave me advice a hundred years ago, and it's probably a George Carlin bit or something, but there's a difference in philosophy between drunks and stoners. A drunk will pound a beer, or sip from a personal flask, or bring their own six pack to a party. A stoner's first impulse is to light a joint and find someone to pass it off to. It's communal, and it brings others into the circle, where alcohol is isolating. Obviously it's a generalization, but it sort of fits.