Like your eggs sunny side up? How about Wee Man downtown Hindi brown? Whatever your tanned ham pleasure, we're sure you'll join us in wishing Wee Man a "Happy Birthday!" because that's just the kind of celebratory out of the canal and into the world day it is.
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 past. Plus, it keeps up our poo-poo pee-pee throw-up web cred. Anyway, you may now be asking yourself, a pastor, or a Subway sandwich artist, "How exactly did Bam get from Point A to Point C in this image?" The correct answer is a beeline straight from Will's blustery bum to Bam's mouth—utilizing a cigarette as the intermediary link between the two (yes, it does appear to be a pertinent missing link as well, but it's actually inside the styrofoam cup that Danger Ehren is holding up for a closer inspection of the partially eww juice-stained filter). By the by, this very same couch still resides within the hallowed halls of Dickhouse and has probably never received a proper cleaning… just a word to all the wise that have sat and held counsel with Tremaine and Knoxville over the years!
When Neil Armstrong said, "One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind," I totally know where he was coming from. We felt that exact same worldly sentiment when we boldly embraced the concept of a third dimension and went to the outer limits of our imagination with Will the Farter to plant this flag in cinema history. You know, kind of like how ol' fumble thumbs Moses went up on Mt. Sinai and came back down with the 15 Commandments etched on stone tablets, only we did it with a paltry party favor and a multi-thousand dollar RED camera rig. However, unlike Moses and his second act Exodus, ours was an out of the gate Genesis for jackass 3D in that not only was it the very first thing filmed for the movie, but the first segment in the final feature as well—excluding the opening credits sequence, of course, which was a whole other level of dumb-cum-dimensional pioneering. And, lest you think I dropped a dab of semen back there, think again, because that was nothing short of pure Latin love!
Brevity is a bowl of shit, as Shakespeare once famously said, so today's post is a shout out of photographic big ups and mad props to the Earth. Why? Because any fan of the Wildboyz knows we're all about ecological conversation conservation. Good job, Earth!
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(Photos by Dimitry Elyashkevich, Jeff Tremaine and Cordell Mansfield)
Good Friday indeed! In the event you missed the original air date last week, Animal Planet has the Tanked episode featuring the custom 'crylic creation for Jeff "Picky" Tremaine scheduled for a repeat broadcast at 10:00pm ET/PT tonight. The one-hour long show bounces back and forth between its A and B stories and the respective constructions thereof, but if you come in late for the last 15 minutes you'll still catch the big reveal with special attendees Johnny Knoxville, Chris Pontius, Wee Man, and Big Dave Tremaine.
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. While the lap pool was being prepped for Johnny Knoxville to jet ski up, up and awry, Jeff Tremaine and Rick Kosick were running around filming behind-the-scenes interviews with the various cast for filler content on the official movie website. During one such Q&A conducted with Wee Man and Preston Lacy, I believe there was ye olde perennial banter about Tremaine being the ultimate used car salesman and how he can pretty much get anyone to do anything—even if it's against their better wishes or judgment, which, of course, brings us to this photo, where money finally did the talking to make Wee Man do the licking. To up the gag factor (just in case you needed such a thing) just know that it was sunny and warm in Malibu that day, which surely made Preston's custom Danger Ehren tramp stamp that much more salty and moist to the taste.
* 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.
What began as a random reference on Twitter soon lead to a fish tank of gargantuan proportions in Jeff Tremaine's "man room"—all courtesy of the masterful men from Tanked. Tonight you can see said episode of Tanked on Animal Planet, where all Tremaine's saltwater fishy dreams come true in his very own house. Johnny Knoxville, Wee Man, Chris Pontius, and Dave Tremaine himself are all there for the big reveal, so be sure to tune in at 9:00pm ET/PT for the full-fledged aquarium experience!
During his extensive interviews for jackass 3.5, Jeff Tremaine made no secret of his love for dressing Wee Man up in costumes. With entirely good reason, of course, because Wee almost always looks absolutely adorable any ill demeanor be damned. Yes, I'm talking about that one particular afternoon in 2001, while filming for the last season of the TV show, when we were finally able to convince Wee Man to dress up as a big baby to be run about and into things by his jogging father Preston Lacy. Wee was nothing short of a gigantic grumpasaurus wreck that day, which only made us giggle all the more and him all the more grumpy. It was a very perverse win-win-lose-lose scenario in that we—except Wee—all enjoyed a good laugh, but we—including Wee—returned to the office with very little footage to show for the day.
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! Th-th-that's all, folks. We now return you to your regularly scheduled online time mismanagement.
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Los Angeles, California 2001)
In yet another case of now-you-see-it-now-you-don't-because-it's-slightly-different-and-even-more-awesome, I'd like to twist your nipples and cast your attention out in the direction of: http://genusfotografen.se. Last week, this foreign blog was stuffed to the gills with photos of naked women hugging fish, mugging with fish, and fishing for fish. This week, however, the site has been dredged and restocked with artwork depicting naked women hugging fish, mugging with fish, and fishing for fish. I have no idea what prompted this drastic makeover—too many umlauts and words that look like "fart" but are not "fart" for my A to the D to the HD—but I think I like it. And I think the Wildboyz would, too. I mean, aside from photos of naked women being far too hetero to fathom, the combination of art, aquaculture, and sexy is enough to make even the saltiest of seamen go all sweet and gooey.
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(Photo by Dimitry Elyashkevich; Kenya, Africa 2004)
Look, I'm just as lame as all the other companies out there trying to squeeze every ounce of marketing love juice they can get from giving the "big game" a reacharound today, but whatever. I can deal with that. Can your face, though? Preston Lacy's face might be able to, I can assure you that. I mean, how many mugs can take a direct field goal kicking shot—a professional one, mind you—and find a way to turn a quite possibly horrific frown upside down? That's the true meaning of professionalism, if you ask me. Not that you have to, or wanted to, I'm just calling the super game like I see it and that's no bowl of shit. Word.
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
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(Photo by Sean Cliver; San Pedro, California 2010)
Dave Carnie once put the "bromance" in our lexicon, but tonight and tomorrow MTV is putting the brogramming back into effect for its "Mancation Weekend" festivities. I've always been a sucker for official press releases, so lick this for all the fine details:
"Before settling for Sunday’s Pro Bowl, tune in to MTV’s Mancation Weekend on Friday and Saturday. The Kick-Off is 10 PM (EST) Friday with a special presentation of jackass the movie giving viewers the opportunity to live tweet on the air, followed by classic jackass episodes, Walking Tall starring Dwayne Johnson and Johnny Knoxville, and MTV2’s Guy Code.
Incidentally, what's funny about the photo above is not merely the fact that Wee Man is kicking himself in the forehead but that a major motion picture is being filmed with a Sony PC-10. Believe me, I'm no camera nerd, but it doesn't take a prosumer to know that this little one chip rig was strictly consumer grade and not meant for big-ass "silver screen" use. That didn't stop our monkey-asses, though, giving further credence to the credo: Don't dream it, be it.
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This coming Friday and Saturday, MTV is going back to the staple boy basics in what is being called the "Mancation Weekend". Only reason I make mention of this is that jackass is going to be a main ingredient in their manscaping with airings of jackass the movieon Friday at 10pm EST and jackass 3.5on Saturday at 10pm EST, both of which will be followed by a chunk of original jackass episodes from our salad days. If you want to get interactive about it all, the jackassworld Twitter feed will be alive with the sound of poo and more or less live tweeting along with the EST air times of both features on Friday and Saturday. The online elves of MTV will also be culling the fields of Twitter for any tweets relating to jackass with the #mancation hash to post on-screen during the broadcasts.
Dumb fittingly, the above photo is from neither of the features, nor the TV show, but rather jackass number two. But if you're gonna talk bros and bowls, well, this sums it all up for me in 1000 visual words or less.
We've said it before and we'll always say it again, but you'll never meet a better (or tougher!) man than Mat Hoffman. If you have to wonder why we say that, then you obviously haven't seen The Birth of Big Air. Like, if you're feeling uninspired, just listen to some of Mat's stories and see if they don't reinvigorate your veins to go out and grab some big, bold, testicular handfuls of life. But don't take my word for it, take Evel Knievel's! Anyway, or Wee, here's a "Cheers!" to Mat on his birthday. Whee!
I don't know about you—honestly, I don't know anything about you, whoever you may be—but whenever I think of New Years I think of water-based lubricant. Gallons and gallons of water-based lubricant! Friend or foe, who knows ... who knows ... who knows ... but throw in some ropey loads of it along with top hats, diapers, and airborne dangers in the form of Wee Man and Preston Lacy, and I'm all about ringin' it in with some old gang signs. So consider 2013 rung and 2012 hung. Cheers!
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(Photo by Sean Cliver; Hollywood, California 2006)