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For all I know this may just be mythical calcium deposits on my long since romanticized brain, but I swear from the moment we first blued up Wee Man for the Big Brother shit video in 1995, Jeff Tremaine was hell bent for Wonka on stuffing him into an Oompa Loompa costume. Five years later his wish came true.

This was, however, not something entirely done for jackass, as it occurred within the “tweener” stage of Tremaine’s involvement with Big Brother magazine and the show—right around the time MTV was mulling over the idea of giving these idiots money to film a pilot presentation in early 2000—and primarily focused on Wee Man’s pro spotlight interview. Jeff wisely banked some additional Oompa Loompa footage, though, knowing full well he’d be able to put it to good televised use when the time was right.

I’m not going to get into the long and short of Wee Man’s interview—you can click on the images here to get easily digestible spreads—but I would like to mention one very special thing about this particular issue of the magazine, especially since it made big time entertainment news on The Tonight Show with Jay Leno soon after it came out.

For those unfamiliar with the publishing history of Big Brother, it was, at the time, owned by Larry Flynt—that’s right, the very same proud pervert that bitch-slapped Jerry Falwell in the U.S. Supreme Court. Well, apparently there was a little mix-up in the subscriptions department at LFP that month, because instead of receiving the latest issue of Big Brother, subscribers received Taboo.

Now when it comes to layers of filth at LFP, Taboo was at the absolute rock-fucking-bottom. Actually, they might have even featured that activity in Taboo at one time, because the cum rag was basically geared to fetishists into all things perceived to be kinky and deviant, e.g. rubber wear, bondage, golden showers, extreme corsets, and piercings up the wazoo.

Anyway, can you imagine some 13-year-old boy getting this porn mag in the mail instead of his crummy issue of Big Brother? Woo-hoo! Boobies and scary shit! (Well, to be fair, I guess you should also imagine some ruddy piss-guzzling pincushion opening up his envelope and discovering an Oompa Loompa on the cover. Woo-hoo! New fetish!)