There's nothing worse than getting trumped on your own big day. I mean, remember the time Michael Jackson had the audacity to die on the very same day Farrah Fawcett became an angel for reals? A certain fellow named Oscar and his Academy buddies sure didn't. Then again, they snubbed Ryan Dunn a couple years later, so what the hell do they know. Jerks. So today, here I am celebrating Preston Lacy, and I go ahead and choose a photo from a sweaty bit that was for all intents and purposes his, but he only ended up with a third of the glory pie after Steve-O and Lance Bangs each took it to their own digestive limits with similar yet unrelated regurgitations. And even here, Lance is stealing the show once again, frame left. Red room! Red room! Anyway, here's to a happy birthday, Preston!
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Orlando, Florida 2010)