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We’ve alluded before to Johnny Knoxville’s jarring vocal reflex here on the site (huh?), which tends to pop out with uncontrollable knee-jerk regularity, but it sounds exactly like something that should come out of the slack-minded jaw of a 90-year-old man—not the strapping young yap of a mid-thirties male. That said, I feel like I’ve been waiting for this day to come ever since we first started spewing shit onto the site…and it’s finally here! (No thanks to Josh!) Yeah, I know, we don’t usually exploit all the fancy-ass technical aspects of Interweb technology here at jackassworld, but this particular instance demanded something extra-special be done. (Thanks to Tim!) So please, adjust your volume accordingly and let you cursor do the talking.

Knoxville does this other subconscious thing in public, too, but as of yet we’ve been unable to capture it on tape (which is odd, considering if there was anyone on earth who could possibly catch another live-action blip of the Sasquatch it would certainly be Dimitry). When we do, though, I promise you a motherfucking treat. Until then, have fun with this. I can’t stop myself from doing it. It’s mesmerizing. Then again, I’ve had the original audio file on my computer desktop for months now and there’s seriously not a day that goes by where I don’t hit it at least once, which inevitably turns into at least three or four more quick, repetitive clicks. Huhn? Hunh? Hungh? Hunhgn? Or however the hell you spell that throaty discharge.

(photo by Sean Cliver; Hollywood, CA; 2006)