Here's a little old school, all in good fun, throwback nod to the early days of jackass, as Wee Man stars in a DVS shoe commercial directed and filmed by Rick Kosick. Drive by appearances are made by Dave England and professional skateboarders Daewon Song and Torey Pudwill, while the one and only Preston Lacy holds down the anchor spot.
Last week we spotlighted a few new videos that are up on Steve-O's very own YouTube channel, one of which guest-starred Danger Ehren. If you missed it, you can click this prettily colored word and be whisked away to a land of mystery and waxed enchantment where at the end Steve-O did plug Ehren's one-stop shop on the YouTube as well. And that's kind of what is happening here as well, because there's nothing quite so satisfying as plugging a friend. Ehren appears to still be populating his channel with content, but here's an oldie from behind the hotel scenes during the jackassworld 24-hour takeover of the MTV studios in the NYC, circa February 2008, featuring Preston Lacy, Dimitry Elyashkevich, the voice of Dave England, and a rusty hook. Find more of Ehren's vidiocy here: http://www.youtube.com/user/dangerehren
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Madrid, Spain 2010)
Okay, yeah, viral this and all that jizzed-up other Valentine's Day jazz, but what I found most fascinating about this video clip that broke like the wind (and smacks of GoPro marketing magic) is the pig at the very end. Like, what if we'd had the smarts to place a GoPro in Preston Lacy's a-hole to get a shot of Bob the Pig go rooting through his garden of eatin' on jackass 3D? Of course, had we done that, the bit may have become more about the actual wedging of the camera therein than the assperspective shot thereof, but it's not like that hasn't happened before on jackass. Love you!
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)
So you've seen the dementia dimensionally, now see it lay pipe on cable. Tonight at 10/9 C the MTV will be premiering jackass 3
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Burbank, California 2010)
Color me disappointed. Possibly disenfranchised. Maybe just outright jealous—I mean, if we're really going to call a spade a spade. The idea of fart noises being heard on any website should have been jackassworld.rip for starters, but then that whole deal went up in smoke (taking all the mirrors along with it). True, JAW did have its landmark moments of auditory brilliance when it cames to mousing over particular photos, e.g. "HUNH?", "Go Fuck Yourself," and, of course, the soothing regurgative sounds of Steve-O, but we really should have planted our flag in online flatulence. Anyway, The Onion since has—scrolling no less—so good on 'em. Download farts for your website here: http://theonion.github.io/fartscroll.js/
Love the smell of ass napalm in the morning? Is the "Covered Wagon" your signature bedtime move? Take a moment, stop exorcising anal spirits in your underpants, and own jackass number two
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Orlando, Florida 2006)
Lord knows I wonder about a lot of random shit about shit, but what if when Mike Judge was running air up Preston Lacy's bottom during the "Butt Bellows" segment from jackass 2.5
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Hollywood, California 2006)
This past weekend, Mr. Dave England invited a bunch of us up to his big backyard digs in Ojai, California, to witness his marriage to Ms. Shawna Evans during the extreme heat of the day. All sweatbacks and asides though, a pleasant afternoon was had by all in attendance, including, but not limited to, Johnny Knoxville, Preston Lacy, Spike Jonze, Chris Pontius, Loomis Fall, Jeff Tremaine, Danger Ehren, Rick Kosick, Dimitry Elyashkevich, Ross Angeles, Chris Reed, Whitey McConnaughy, Trip Taylor, Mini-Loop Thor, Cordell Mansfield and Sean Cliver. Although Darf is no longer with us, many, many tales of his previous escapades were recounted, including this new one we'd never heard before where he'd allegedly appeared at a high-profile function and kept trying to peep up the dress of a local Sheriff's wife. Ah, Darf... how we don't miss you so!
Photos clockwise from top left: Ehren and Pontius share a shady moment; Dave and Shawna exit stage center; Knoxville, Spike, Loomis, Pontius, Cliver and Tremaine keep their sunny sides up; Knoxville and Preston share a hydration moment.
Photos from left: Cliver and Tremaine bookend the second most handsome man in Hollywood, Cordell Mansfield; Dimitry and Loomis bookend the most professional pooper in Hollywood, Dave England.
(Photos by Rick Kosick; Ojai, California 2013)
Since yesterday's adventures in the third and possibly close to turd dimension went over so well, here's one last gastric blast from Will the Farter's jackass 3D
(Photo by Sean Cliver; 2010)
There are few places words cannot go. They are the great descriptive communicators and articulators of the world around us, but there are times, I find, when they should take a back seat to allow the image or artwork do all the interpretive work. An Instagram-ish argument could be made for that case (except for you photo-foodists... my jury is still well hung on that pursuit); however, I'm not so sure this is one such insta-occasion, because far too much is left in the air to hang like a pair of extra-elongated testicles on a dead calm Kansas day.
So what really is going on here? Well, it all started out on our last* day of principal shooting for jackass 3D
* The word "last" is always such a nebulous term when it comes to our filming run, because there are the inevitable days we'll need to accommodate for pick-ups, last minute flashes of brilliance, mega-budget re-shoots, and Knoxville's penchant for running into street signs.
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Malibu, California 2010)
Okay, so I have to admit to a slight green feeling at present. No, not because I tainted my liver and its other associated innards this past St. Patrick's Day weekend (and, in truth, I only drank Ketel & Cranberries the entire time, so if any coloured thing my interior would be decorated in pure Russian red); and not because I'm anywhere near being under the weather (in fact, I feel healthy as a horse, albeit a miniature Shetland pony). No, it's a classic case of the green-eyed monster, a/k/a jealousy.
You see, I had this idea I'd wanted to do back on jackassworld.rip, where we each would try to poo one color of the rainbow. This would have been accomplished via extensive scientific digestive testing, where each of us ate foods of a singular color to see what emerged on the other end. Now if you've ever heartily eaten of the beet, you know the shocking surprise that awaits after doing so. I've been there. The first time it happened I thought I'd contracted the ebola virus and all intestinal hell was breaking out from inside me to outside me ... but then I remembered the bowl of steamed beets and several glasses of merlot I'd had the night before. Blueberries are another prime matter for scarily colored batter—black-and-blue can be the new brown-and-tan—and then there was this one day I only ate white turbinado yogurt-covered almonds and gave birth to an albino water snake that really freaked me out.
Anyway, the long and short intestinal point of all this being that some other guy went and made some arty crap of a food-based nature and I done missed the shit ship once again. Oh well!
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Orlando, Florida 2006)
Presidentially speaking, I'm tired of annualy dredging up Johnny Knoxville and his horrifying reenactment of Abraham Lincoln's Gettysburg Address in full "Beard of Leeches" get up, so you, too, must be equally anally tired. So, instead, let's pretend George Washington had nothing to do with a cherry tree and everything to do with an apple tree, because, well, I ain't got nothing but nothing when it comes to cherries. But apples—butt apples!—those I've got more than a barrel full* to go bobbing for with you, the loyal friends, fiends, followers, and fanatics of Dickhouse. Because who wants a boring old White House, anyway? Anyone can paint a house white, but not everyone can build a house out of dicks. It's like what former U.S. President Ronald Reagan once said, "There are no constraints on the human mind, no walls around the human spirit, no barriers to our progress except those we ourselves erect,” and that, by god, is exactly what we've done with our erections. Among other things, of course, but for now let's content ourselves with this.
* Whoops! Looks like Bob beat me to the punch bowl on this particular apple...
(Photo by Sean Cliver; 2010)
During his extensive interviews for jackass 3.5
Before concluding our bedtime story, please, enjoy this infantile interlude:
It would be over four more years until we were finally able to get Wee Man back to baby basics—and succeeded in not just doing so once but twice! Unfortunately, but fortunately, Baby made a boom-boom on the first occasion during "The Poof", and on the second ... well, let's just say the re-enactment of Wee Man's birth with him coming out from under the extremely "husky" woman who guest-starred alongside John Waters in "The Magic Trick", a/k/a "Disappearing Wee", was just as near to horrifying as it sounds. But don't take my word for it, take Wee's in jackass 2.5
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Los Angeles, California 2001)
Look, I'm just as lame as all the other companies out there trying to squeeze every ounce of marketing love juice
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Winnetka, California 2010)
In functional conjunction with MTV's "Mancation Weekend" and keeping it short, fat, and to the tuna can point, this weekend you can find the entire jackass catalog on iTunes, including discounts on full seasons. Go to: iTunes.com/Jackass
Bummed on bootlegs and jonesing for authentic jackass apparel? Check out this newly updated selection of clothing articles to hide your boobs, moobs, and regrettable tattoos: http://www.popfanatics.com/search/jackass
(Photo by Sean Cliver; San Pedro, California 2010)
