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Whoop! Whoop!
Going to hit someone with a fast food tray covered in feces? Make sure it's not a psycho ex-cop named Murda Killa—a mistake any of us could make, and a valuable life lesson that Magnetz has to learn the hard way, fleeing the aftermath of a prank war gone bad.
What follows is a bloody, breakneck chase through the white-hot streets of Phoenix, Arizona. A juggalo and his young daughter on the run from a crazed killer with a mind for revenge and a truck with his name painted on the side.
Will Magnetz live to see the end of the day and keep his family safe? Probably not, but he'll need his whole juggalo family to stand even half a chance.
Whoop! Whoop! is a crime story filled with juggalos, crooked cops, a guy named Chainsaw, a dollhouse collector in nothing but tighty whiteys, and a terrifying and pregnant crime boss. A psychopathic thrill ride full of craziness, violence, and suspense, all set to a horrorcore soundtrack (not included).
What follows is a bloody, breakneck chase through the white-hot streets of Phoenix, Arizona. A juggalo and his young daughter on the run from a crazed killer with a mind for revenge and a truck with his name painted on the side.
Will Magnetz live to see the end of the day and keep his family safe? Probably not, but he'll need his whole juggalo family to stand even half a chance.
Whoop! Whoop! is a crime story filled with juggalos, crooked cops, a guy named Chainsaw, a dollhouse collector in nothing but tighty whiteys, and a terrifying and pregnant crime boss. A psychopathic thrill ride full of craziness, violence, and suspense, all set to a horrorcore soundtrack (not included).
212 pages, Paperback
Published November 5, 2019
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December 4, 2020
A lot of crime novels start with things like a gorgeous dame walking into a hard boiled private detective’s office or a world weary cop being called to a brutal crime scene. This one kicks off with a guy thinking his dick has exploded and then later throwing a tray of human feces into another man’s face at a MacDonald’s.
Hey, it’s called Whoop! Whoop!, and the lead character is a Juggalo. It isn’t like I was expecting it to be The Maltese Falcon going into it.
Magnetz is a guy living in Phoenix who can’t hold a job, and he’s pretty much a professional dumbass. The only things he’s got going for him is his adorable young daughter, and his love of the band Insane Clown Posse has given him a family among their dedicated fans, the Juggalos. After a lifetime of bad choices, Magnetz tops himself when he tries to pull a revenge prank and accidentally throws his own crap into another man’s face. Unfortunately, Magnetz got the wrong guy, and the person he shit spackled turns out to be a blood thirsty ex-cop nicknamed Murda Killa who just got out of prison, and now Magnetz has to flee for his life and try to find a way out of the mess he created as Murda Killa hunts him.
I’m not a fan of ICP, and I’d generally agree with the idea that a person who throws a bunch of feces on another person pretty much deserves whatever they get. So why read a book that asks me to sympathize with a Juggalo poop flinger? A little bird told me that the author Icy Thug Nutz is actually Johnny Shaw, and that’s a guy I actually trust to tell a story like this and make it funny instead of just gross. Although in fairness, it is pretty gross.
Still Shaw has the knack of writing stupid people doing stupid, disgusting things and making it entertaining. That’s exactly what he’s done here with this fast paced farce, and at a time when I needed some laughs it hit the spot. Even with all the gross insanity going on in this book, Shaw manages to give Magnetz some emotional depth so that you actually do feel bad for the big doofus even if the whole situation was his own fault.
It’s a little odd to read this after Shaw’s last book The Southland, which was a very serious and mature novel that dug into the world of undocumented Mexican workers being exploited in the US. It shows that he’s the kind of writer who can a lot of different things, and he does them all well.
Public Service Announcement: I got a free copy of this for review, and I'm told that it isn't for sale on Amazon. If anyone is interested it can be found on the publisher's website.
Hey, it’s called Whoop! Whoop!, and the lead character is a Juggalo. It isn’t like I was expecting it to be The Maltese Falcon going into it.
Magnetz is a guy living in Phoenix who can’t hold a job, and he’s pretty much a professional dumbass. The only things he’s got going for him is his adorable young daughter, and his love of the band Insane Clown Posse has given him a family among their dedicated fans, the Juggalos. After a lifetime of bad choices, Magnetz tops himself when he tries to pull a revenge prank and accidentally throws his own crap into another man’s face. Unfortunately, Magnetz got the wrong guy, and the person he shit spackled turns out to be a blood thirsty ex-cop nicknamed Murda Killa who just got out of prison, and now Magnetz has to flee for his life and try to find a way out of the mess he created as Murda Killa hunts him.
I’m not a fan of ICP, and I’d generally agree with the idea that a person who throws a bunch of feces on another person pretty much deserves whatever they get. So why read a book that asks me to sympathize with a Juggalo poop flinger? A little bird told me that the author Icy Thug Nutz is actually Johnny Shaw, and that’s a guy I actually trust to tell a story like this and make it funny instead of just gross. Although in fairness, it is pretty gross.
Still Shaw has the knack of writing stupid people doing stupid, disgusting things and making it entertaining. That’s exactly what he’s done here with this fast paced farce, and at a time when I needed some laughs it hit the spot. Even with all the gross insanity going on in this book, Shaw manages to give Magnetz some emotional depth so that you actually do feel bad for the big doofus even if the whole situation was his own fault.
It’s a little odd to read this after Shaw’s last book The Southland, which was a very serious and mature novel that dug into the world of undocumented Mexican workers being exploited in the US. It shows that he’s the kind of writer who can a lot of different things, and he does them all well.
Public Service Announcement: I got a free copy of this for review, and I'm told that it isn't for sale on Amazon. If anyone is interested it can be found on the publisher's website.
July 26, 2021
This is no Pulitzer prize winning novel, I think we can all agree on that. It’s a book about mistaken identity, causing a Juggalo to throw a tray filled with excrement on an insane ex-cop who mercilessly stalks and tries to kill him. All while said Juggalo, Magnetz, tries to stay alive and be a somewhat of decent father to his daughter Sara. It’s straight to the point, crass, disgusting and at times surprisingly sweet.
You know what this book reads like? It reads like some of the worst parts of Trevor Philips parts in GTA V. The humor is juvenile and filled with fart and poop jokes, the characters are cartoony and especially concerning the native American characters pretty offensive. All of this was exactly what I expected though. It was a hilarious read that had me quote parts out loud to my partner quite a few times. I needed a quick fun book to read and this was exactly what the doctor ordered. In total it took me about 1,5 hours to read.
I will say that in between all the violence and grossness the moments between Magnetz and his daughter Sara were surprisingly heartwarming. His love for his daughter was so sincere it almost felt out of please and questionable parenting skills can be somewhat forgiven since he’s a dumbass Juggalo who became a dad way too early. I did feel the kid was depicted as way too smart and eloquent for an eight year old, but what do I know.
I’ll admit it, I enjoyed some ICP songs as a teenager and occasionally shuffle trough their Spotify list. It’s a guilty pleasure for sure. But I was never a die-hard fan or a Juggalo (thank god), still I feel like at least a little bit of familiarity with the group and it’s fan is helpful.
The writing was a lot better than I expected, a lot better actually. It was quite cinematic, this book would make a fun movie. The humor and jokes worked well and the violence and filth was appropriately cringeworthy. Except for one thing: a Leeroy Jenkins reference. I don’t care if the main character is a dumbass Juggalo, nobody makes a Leeroy Jenkins reference sincerely in 2019. He shouts the name with his eight year old daughter while fleeing, but it feels even weirder in that context. It’s a meme from 2005, at that point his kid was six years from being born and Magnetz himself would have been eleven years old.
Why am I making such a big deal out of one throw away reference? Because honestly it was the only thing that actively took me out of the story. It’s the kind of “how are ya doing fellow kids” bullshit that felt horribly dated for a book published and taking place in 2019 and will only get worse as time goes on. Don’t put memes in your books, it’s never a good idea.
You might wonder how I could possibly rate a book three stars after everything I've written about the book so far… Well look, I’m not going to be able to judge every book on the same merits. It would be an impossible challenge to grade every book on the same 5 star scale. I grade according to expectations and level of enjoyment, I don’t give out low scores that often, most books I read fall between the 3 and 5 stars. I’m certainly not saying this is a good book, but given the subject matter my expectations were understandably low. Still if you're looking for a low brow book that feels somewhat nostalgic for early 2000 type of crude humor, this is the book for you.
You know what this book reads like? It reads like some of the worst parts of Trevor Philips parts in GTA V. The humor is juvenile and filled with fart and poop jokes, the characters are cartoony and especially concerning the native American characters pretty offensive. All of this was exactly what I expected though. It was a hilarious read that had me quote parts out loud to my partner quite a few times. I needed a quick fun book to read and this was exactly what the doctor ordered. In total it took me about 1,5 hours to read.
I will say that in between all the violence and grossness the moments between Magnetz and his daughter Sara were surprisingly heartwarming. His love for his daughter was so sincere it almost felt out of please and questionable parenting skills can be somewhat forgiven since he’s a dumbass Juggalo who became a dad way too early. I did feel the kid was depicted as way too smart and eloquent for an eight year old, but what do I know.
I’ll admit it, I enjoyed some ICP songs as a teenager and occasionally shuffle trough their Spotify list. It’s a guilty pleasure for sure. But I was never a die-hard fan or a Juggalo (thank god), still I feel like at least a little bit of familiarity with the group and it’s fan is helpful.
The writing was a lot better than I expected, a lot better actually. It was quite cinematic, this book would make a fun movie. The humor and jokes worked well and the violence and filth was appropriately cringeworthy. Except for one thing: a Leeroy Jenkins reference. I don’t care if the main character is a dumbass Juggalo, nobody makes a Leeroy Jenkins reference sincerely in 2019. He shouts the name with his eight year old daughter while fleeing, but it feels even weirder in that context. It’s a meme from 2005, at that point his kid was six years from being born and Magnetz himself would have been eleven years old.
Why am I making such a big deal out of one throw away reference? Because honestly it was the only thing that actively took me out of the story. It’s the kind of “how are ya doing fellow kids” bullshit that felt horribly dated for a book published and taking place in 2019 and will only get worse as time goes on. Don’t put memes in your books, it’s never a good idea.
You might wonder how I could possibly rate a book three stars after everything I've written about the book so far… Well look, I’m not going to be able to judge every book on the same merits. It would be an impossible challenge to grade every book on the same 5 star scale. I grade according to expectations and level of enjoyment, I don’t give out low scores that often, most books I read fall between the 3 and 5 stars. I’m certainly not saying this is a good book, but given the subject matter my expectations were understandably low. Still if you're looking for a low brow book that feels somewhat nostalgic for early 2000 type of crude humor, this is the book for you.
January 22, 2021
A lovely piece of writing. Smart, emotionally resonant, pretty woke, and super funny.
My paperback copy had a bunch of typos.
My paperback copy had a bunch of typos.
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