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With a nickname like “Nitro Girl” did you think she wouldn’t be a natural at fire breathing?

Did you see the all-new episode of Nitro Circus last night? Because I didn’t. I don’t have cable. Not even basic cable! In a way though, I’ve already felt that I’d lived the episode several months ago, not to mention a whole lot more you probably didn’t even see. But enough aboot (for the Canadians, in honor of Jolene above) me, let’s go to the circus! No, not that world renowned elephant beating circus. And no, not that low rent casino in Las Vegas, either. I’m talking aboot the Nitro Circus circus sideshow that took place in the smogged-out cuts of San Bernardino with a warehouse full of props from the old HBO Carnivale series.

Andy Bell, a bed of nails, and a bald man with a sledge hammer. Rock on. Rock off.

Jim DeChamp could have easily run away from home and joined the circus. No, the real circus.

Travis Pastrana and a more socially acceptable form of strapping on and detonating explosive devices in places of public gathering.

This photo of Jolene Van Vugt, Mighty Mike, and a dwarf unicorn is lovingly dedicated to the memory of Tod Browning. May he rest in peace. Gabba gabba hey, gabba gabba hey!

Just because someone is good at swallowing swords doesn’t mean they’re good at swallowing everything … or at least so I’m told.

Street Bike Pachydermy meets his elephantine match.

No sideshow circus show is complete without Wolf Boy! Yes, Wolf Boy! The missing link between Greg Wolf and Dimitry Elyashkevich! Awoooo!

The obligatory cast shoot minus one crabby elephant that went back to the hotel early to try and wash off the non-water-based house paint that Jeff Tremaine slathered him up with on an extremely hot, hot day.

(photos by Sean Cliver; Riverside, CA; 2009)