There I was, a mild mannered guy, attending the 15th Annual Gathering of the Juggalos, still standing in the pit as Insane Clown Posse ended their set on Saturday night, when all of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder and realized that one of those scary, gang-banging Juggalos wanted me to turn around.

Well, I guess it wasn't entirely out of the blue, since a few hours earlier, that same "terrifying" Juggalo had warned me that this was going to happen. He had grabbed me as I was walking through the festival grounds and told me that he was going to be looking for me at the end of ICP's show. I figured there wasn't much chance that he would actually find me in all of the chaos, but I had forgotten that I was wearing a bright yellow Tyvek suit, and carrying two cameras, which made me pretty noticeable.

So, I spun around in response to the hand on my shoulder, and saw that there were 3 or 4 Juggalos surrounding me. Over the next minute, things happened pretty fast. It started with him grabbing a Juggalette and pulling her in front of me, shouting something to her that I couldn't hear over the roar of the crowd.

Then he pulled something from his pocket and got down on one knee....