3 Legendary, Super Famous, Hall of Fame Pro Wrestlers speak about their encounters with the Insane Clown Posse in their autobiographies. Read exactly what they said and ICP’s follow up responses right here!
Eddie Guerrero had this to say about ICP in his autobiography “Cheating Death, Stealing Life” By Eddie Guerrero with Michael Krugman.
“I returned the favor a couple of weeks later by running in with a chair to save Rey from Vampiro and the rappers Insane Clown Posse.
I got to admit I wasn’t thrilled to see Vampiro on the WCW roster when I came back. I knew him from back in Mexico and he was one of the most two-faced guys I’ve ever had the displeasure of working with. He’d shake your hand and say, “I’m so thankful, it’s an honor to work with you,” then badmouth you behind your back. You could never believe half the shit he said. Maybe some of it was true, maybe it wasn’t. To this day, I still don’t know when that guy was being honest.
In a lot of ways, Insane Clown Posse were more professional than Vampiro. They were huge wrestling fans and as a result, they were very respectful and appreciative that any wrestler would take them seriously.
“Anything you want to do, Eddy,” they’d say, then honestly work to the best of their abilities to get the match over. They were definitely easier to work with than Vamp. He’d be all agreeable before the match, but as soon as you got in the ring with him, he’d start trying to put himself over at the expense of everyone else and the match. A lot of that has to do with where came from. He was a major star in Mexico, drawing huge houses wherever he went. Then he came to WCW and instantly assumed he was going to do the same thing.
Gimmicks – like putting movie star and rappers on the roster, or pretending to be a scary punk-rock vampire – will get you only so far. They’ll be a big draw at first, but in the end, if they don’t know how to wrestle, it’s going to fall off. That’s the nature of the beast, the first law of wrestling – when all is said and done, you have to be able to wrestle.
I’ve got to give Vampiro his due – it was a good gimmick. In his time, he really drew. He made a lot of money for the boys in Mexico. But ultimately, the people saw through the gimmick and realized that he just wasn’t a great wrestler.”
Violent J’s Response: It always sucked for me and Joey that Vamp and Eddie didn’t get along. They used to bad mouth each other to us all the time. We hated it. I’ll never forget one match they had when the entire dressing room was all watching crowded around the monitor because they were just killing each other. You could hear them chops bustin on flesh all the way in the back. Both their faces were beet red and it was defiantly a real fight happening in the ring. They were professionally trying to hurt each other for real. I’ll never forget that. I’m not surprised Eddie bad mouthed Vamp in his book, as I said the two always had issues dating back to Mexico. I was super surprised and honored that he mentioned us though, holy fuck man, what an honor. Hard to fuckin believe that while he was writing his life story he actually thought enough about us to mention us. I’m honored beyond words actually. We got to wrestle Eddie and Rey Mysterio on Nitro and on PPV a couple of times, which was an incredible honor. Once from Sturgis for a PPV called Hog Wild when all the fans were pulled right up to the ring on their motorcycles. Having wrestled Eddie Guerrero was and is absolutely one of ICP’s very proudest moments of our entire life. He was so fuckin awesome and cool to us and he did his best to make us look like we knew what we were doing. We will see him in Shangri-La for sure. We love him forever.
Terry Funk had pages worth of props and interesting tales about his visit from ICP to the infamous Double Cross Ranch in Amarillo, Texas as well as his experiences at The Gathering of the Juggalos in his book entitled “Terry Funk: More Than Just Hardcore”.
“Lawler approached me about doing the show earlier in 2004, when we both worked a show for the Insane Clown Posse. The Insane Clown Posse is a pair of rappers, Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope, who paint their faces up like clowns.
They’re also completely insane and a couple of wrestling fans. They put out a videotape where they were commenting on old matches. One of the matches had me versus Abdullah The Butcher, and they kept knocking us and laughing at us.
“Look at those two big goofs, acting like they’re wrestling. Ha ha ha!”
After I heard about that, every time someone told me they were going to see the Insane Clown Posse, I said, “Tell them if I see them, I’m going to go ahead and kick their asses! Goofy bastards, knocking me on a tape and using it without consent!”
Of course, I wouldn’t have known the Insane Clown Posse from Adam and Eve, if I’d seen them on the street. I sure wasn’t listening to their damn music!
Finally, I got a call from the ranch from Sabu: “Terry, I’ve got the Insane Clown Posse here. They want to come and see you, but they don’t know if you’re mad at them or not.”
“Well,” I said, “bring the sons of bitches out here.”
They had just finished a show in Corpus Christi, and their next one was in Houston, so they took their bus all the way from Corpus Christi to Amarillo, and then back down to Houston after they met me! I told you they were nuts!
And so they Insane Clown Posse came into the house, and Vicki has some chili cooked up. They sat down and ate a bowl of chili apiece and talked to me. They said they were sorry if I was upset over what they said on that tape, and we buried the hatchet.
Then, Violent J said, “Terry, we want to leave you some money for using that tape of you.”
I said, “No, no, don’t do that!”
“Yes, Terry, we’re going to leave it under this jar on this counter here!”
I kept telling them not to, but I walked into the next room before them. They followed me in, and told me they had to go. We said our goodbyes, and the Insane Clown Posse drove off in their bus.
And I walked back into the other room, to get the money I knew they’d left. I have to tell you, I was excited. I was thinking, “Oh boy, I bet they left me twenty bucks, or maybe even forty,” which would have just tickled me pink. I thought I’d have enough to pay for the chili, at least, and so I was really happy at the notion of having twenty bucks.
I went in there, lifted up the jar… and there was four thousand dollars there!
And so let me tell you people something right now – I love the insane Clown Posse! The next retirement match I have, they’re going to be in the semi-final! They’re the greatest band in the world, and I have all their records. Haven’t got around to listening to them yet, but I have them here somewhere.
Later, I got a call that they wanted me to work at a show they were putting on, and I went. And I was amazed. Vince McMahon could learn a thing or two from the Insane Clown Posse, and I’m not lying. Those boys run a better show, and a smarter one, than even WWE does.
It was a four-day event, held outdoors, about 40 miles from the middle of nowhere. They drew a total of about 11,000 people, and they were charging 180 bucks a pop, just to get in. And it’s two guys! That’s all it is! The Insane Clown Posse is a two-man outfit! I think a posse as of 20 idiots running around with rifles. But this was just two guys. It reminded me, in a way, of the show my father did, where his match with “Iron” Mike DiBiase was the only one on the card. They paid the people who worked for them a set amount, and then they split the lion’s share of the proceeds, because they’re the stars! Those two goofy bastards are two of the smartest people I’ve ever met!
And it was the greatest place in the world to sell T-shirts. I had my Terry Funk T-shirts and was selling them when I wasn’t wrestling. Well, those people were so smoked up on that marijuana, they didn’t need much convincing.
Someone would walk by and see me and say, “Hey, Terry, how are you doin’?”
I’d say, “Come on over here and buy a shirt.”
“Nah, Terry. I don’t wanna buy a shirt.”
“Oh, come on and buy a shirt!”
“No, I don’t know, man.”
“Oh, come on and buy a damn shirt!”
I didn’t even wear my own shirt to the ring. I left my vest, my chaps and all that crap. I wore my Juggalo T-shirt, with the Insane Clown Posse on the front. I like to think of myself as the honorary third member of the Insane Clown Posse now!
They had the wrestling matches on two different days, and then they had stuff like Vanilla Ice on stage, and someone else over here. But hell, Vanilla Ice isn’t exactly hot these days, so he didn’t cost them a lot of money. And the Insane Clown Posse would get up there with their quarter-gallon bottles of grape pop, and they’d shake that stuff up and undo the lids, and those bottles would fly like a rocket in the air, just squirting that sticky, purple shit all over everyone! And those people, 11,00 idiots wearing clown makeup, loved it.
I’m serious, the whole audience was clowns. And they were happy, peaceful, smoked-up clowns. But they were united in purpose. One time, one band on stage tried to get the fans on one side to yell, “Fuck you” to the other side, but these people were all Juggalos. They were all Insane Clown Posse people, and they saw these guys on stage trying to split them up. Well, they weren’t going to have any of that crap! They started booing and throwing stuff at the guys onstage. The police had to come and get those guys off the stage! Those people did not want anyone trying to break up their clown nation.
Dusty and Lawler were at the show with me, and we couldn’t believe it. This crowd was the damnedest commotion we’d ever seen, but they were all clowns, and they all got along!
There was another guy there, a crazy wrestler name Madman Pondo. He sees himself as a combination of Cactus Jack and Jack the Ripper. He dreams about wrestling me. Every time I see him, he tells me how much he’d like to work with me. It’s his dream and ambition!
And I think once I’ve wrestled Madman Pondo, then I can call it a career. Once we’ve hit each other over the head with neon light tubes, shot each other with staple guns and all that other crap, then I’ll feel like I’ve done it all, because I’ve wrestled them all, except for Madman Pondo.
The funny thing was, the Insane Clown Posse were pretty damn good workers. My big match on the first show was me and the Insane Clown Posse against Lawler and two partners.
On the second show, I wrestled Dusty, but it wasn’t exactly just like old times. We’d both slowed down a bit. The day before, we walked to lunch together. It took an hour to get from our hotel to the restaurant, and it was only a block and a half away.
After my match with Dusty, I was watching the Insane Clown Posse against Madman Pondo and another psychopath, Necro Butcher. During the match, they did a spot that you might not think would get over, but it sure as hell did with this crowd.
As one point in the match, Shaggy 2 Dope was lying outside the ring, terribly hurt from the beating he’d taken. Pondo and Butcher were in the ring with Violent J. I was looking at Shaggy 2 Dope, trying to figure out what he was doing on the side of the ring, there. Well, he took out a lighter and was trying to light up a gigantic joint.
Seriously, the damn thing was about 18 inches long! Shaggy 2 Dope got it lit really good, then threw it over the top rope to Violent J. Violent J, in a great deal of pain, took a bit hit off that 18-inch-long joint… and he hulked up! He took another hit, and he hulked up more! He took a third hit, and he was, by God, invincible. He beat those guys all over the place, and the fans were just going out of their minds. I always thought the spinning toehold was a good finisher. Maybe I should have been keeping an 18-inch joint under the ring all that time! Who said marijuana was a depressant?
The smartest thing they did was, they figured out a way to make sure they weren’t getting screwed on the concessions. Live event promoters have always gotten screwed on concessions, because it seems a lot of the time the amount the concession people pay percentages on is less than what they actually sold. I’m not saying this goes on at every event, but it happens a lot. Well, the Insane Clown Posse figured out a way that it wouldn’t happen to them.
When you went through the gates at the Insane Clown Posse events, you traded in cash for Insane Clown Posse coins. And at the end of the show, every concessionaire had to report all their sales, because they have to turn in their Insane Clown Posse coins for cash. The clowns win again!”
Violent J’s Response: My wig is completely gone. Each hair simultaneously plucked out of my skull. Terry Funk is more than a hero to us. We owe him so, so much for all the entertaining matches and all the incredible fun we’ve had watching him growing up. I always tell everybody who will listen the story of that day at the Double Cross Ranch. One thing he left out was that he took a hit of a fat ass blunt we were smoking and it made him go crazy. Just one hit sent him loony! He was driving us around in his old pickup truck going fast as fuck, flying up and down the hills of his massive property like a mad man. Again, the visit to his ranch ranks up there as one of the Top Ten adventures of my entire life.
Neither Joey or myself like chili but we ate the fuck outta that bowl his wife served us. Can you imagine us turning down Mrs. Funk’s Famous Chili? No Fuckin Way. He took us out to this little barn like building he had on his property and we sat there and talked for hours. It was so very incredible hearing his awesome stories. I cherish every second of that day and I thank Sabu for bringing us out there on that day off. As for Shaggy and myself getting to team up with Terry Funk in a 6 Man Tag at the Gathering? For us, you have to understand, there is nothing cooler than that. It couldn’t possibly get any better. I thank God for incredible moments like that in my life. It’s moments like that that will play on my mind’s highlight reel as I lay on my death bed. I will never forget and never stop appreciating those awesome memories. They mean more to me than anything.
I’m so proud to call Terry Funk a very for real friend. To think I could actually pick up the phone and call him tonight and he would sit there and probably talk to me as a friend is beyond amazing. I would be houndoggin him though no doubt, so I won’t. All I can say to him is thank you for so many hours of entertainment greatness in my life. Thank you from the very bottom of my heart and soul. Now to think about what he wrote about us in his own autobiography? I have to go take a panic attack pill right now and I’m not kidding.
“The American Dream” Dusty Rhodes had the following to say about his visit to the infamous Gathering of the Juggalos in his exciting book called “Dusty: Reflections Of An American Dream”.
“With ECW I knew that their unique fans were a group of loyal followers, kind of like the “Insane Clown Posse” followers, who they were dedicated to the wrestling papers, the sheets, and the home of ECW of course, was in Philadelphia at Viking Hall, a bingo parlor that the fans renamed the ECW Arena.”
Violent J’s Response: Our Band’s name popped up in The American Dream’s head when he was searching for ways to describe incredible fans. That is beyond devastating. We are forever immortalized in his mind’s eye as a band with incredible, passionate fans! Who do we owe that freshness to? You! The Juggalos! Because it’s true and even Dusty fuckin Rhodes knows it and believes it enough to put it in his book. Juggalos are like ECW’s original fan base. Only they’re fresher because they’re a family and they are forever!!!