But It Only Made Me Laugh...

"(...)
Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place,
He opened up his door, and shot me in the face.
It blew me off the porch, and blew my head in half,
But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!)
Axe in hand, I rose like the dead,
And swung with all my might,
I made a thump noise in his head.
Since we out west, I grabbed a shot gun,
And blew his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium
(...)"

-> www.youtube.com/watch?v=SE_lv5…
(Sorry, guys, but I like this song so much)


Okay folks, first I apologize that I didn´t post anything for such a long time, but I had a lot to do with hospital and school stuff and I kinda was too tired to submit anything.

Anyway, here´s a new weird and creepy fan art of Waylon Senior. I know that he´s totally out of character here (becaue he led a zombie horde to the house of a guy only to murder him with fun), but I actually only drew him with this song because of the line "Axe in hand, I rose like the dead" XD I just HAD to think of him arrrgh >.<
I kinda always imagine WayWay being some kind of the "king" or leader of all zombies, since he´s an actual dead human, unlike many zombies. I´m also kind of convinced that the creators of "The Simpsons" based the latest designs for their undead on Waylon Sr.
I also wanted to draw more scenes, but it takes a lot of time and tends to look shitty x_x

And it was that moment when I thought that a "Juggalo" is some kind of immortal creature, but then I found out that the band´s fans call themselves "Juggalos" lol

Oh, and in this pic you can wonderfully see the differeces between a zombie and a corpse in the series.


It´s also the first time I drew WayWay without an actual reference. What do you think of it?



Hope you like it! :3



(Here are the song´s lyrics):

"Once upon a time there were three little pigs
who went out into the big world
to build thier homes and seek thier fortunes.

The first little piggy, his house is made of wood
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood
He likes to fuck his sister and drink his moonshine
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
I rode into town with my axe in my holster
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster
The sherrif at the border ,he tried to take me out
I drew my axe with the quickness-and cut his adam's apple out!
Walked in the village and to the piggy's place
He opened up his door and shot me in the face
And blew me off the porch-and blew my head in half
But I'm a Juggalo so it only made me laugh (ha ha!)
Axe in hand, I rose like the dead
And swung with all my might- made a thump noise in his head
Since we out west, I grabbed a shotgun
And blew his fuckin tounge out the back of his cranium!!

[CHORUS:]
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like a sound when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun (NO!)
I might choose an axe (YES!)
The Carnival's in town- come and get your piggy snacks

The second little piggy, his house is made of brick
And this little piggy is a mother fuckin dick
He lays down his rules and reads you your rights
In that funny lookin car with the little blinkin lights
I drive a volkswagon bug 17 deep
Packed fulla Juggalos, lights out and we creep
To the piggy station and lay on the horn
First piggy out- we blow his lungs out his uniform
Now they in persuit like Starski and Hutch
But theres only two of them-the rest are out to lunch
They call up Dunkon Doughnuts to gather up the rest
25 piggies with they bullet-proof vests
We lead them in a chase,they bustin off rounds
But now they all fucked cuz we at the Carney grounds
And they gettin swallowed by their very own greed
DARK CARNIVAL and wicked clowns because we need....

[CHORUS 2x]

The last little piggy, his house is made of gold
He lives in a mansion on his own private road
I started walking down it- the gaurd he told me wait
I snapped his fuckin neck in two and slammed his nuts in the gate
Cuz this little piggy must defianatly die!
I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil
And pull it out the sky and beat it with a shovel
People in my city, they fightin for they meals
He sleeps on a matress stuffed with hundered dollar bills
A richey is the devil- he never will admit it
So I'm 'a cut his hand off and slap his face wit' it
Opened up his door, he sleeping in his bed
I grabbed a brick of gold and slapped it upside his head
He begged for his life, I told him its too late
And tied his neck in a knot and watch him suffocate
Cuz I need...

[CHORUS 4x]"
- Insane Clown Posse, "Piggy Pie"