

Whenever I draw a photo blank on what to dredge up from the past, I know I can always find something of merit in “The Puppet Show” folder from jackass number two. I don’t know how many stills I’ve spotlighted from that skit since we started these daily droppings, but me, I never tire of them. I’ll double-dip, triple-dip … I don’t give a punk fuck. I’m sure a lot can be said both philosophically and psychologically about this particular image—perhaps even religiously if you take the serpentine lore from the book of Genesis to heart—but none of those heady topics are my particular cup of tea. I mean, feel free to sip tea and mentally stroke your cerebral cortex until it’s good, hot, and hard. It’s just that me myself, I prefer a good stiff shot of laughter to get me through the day. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go sit in the corner and scratch my ass. Maybe I’ll smell my finger, maybe I won’t. That is half the sensory fun, though.
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A Halloween costume classic. Just make sure to differentiate yourself from every other Devil Himself out there by scenting yourself with Eau du Brimstone, packing an artificial War Hammer in your tights, and boasting a controversial slogan of sorts. Note: Wrestling skills not included.
So we’re only a few days off from All Hallow’s Eve this Saturday night and if you haven’t figured out what you’re going to dress up as yet you’re pretty much up shit costume creek. Sure, you can brave the equally desperate thrift store crowds and come out looking like one of the Olson twins that afternoon, or you can search around your house and “kitchen sink” it like we’ve done so many times on jackass (or at least up until our ever trusty and always shady propmaster JxPx Blackmon joined the crew). Whatever the case, should you be coming up clueless with an impending party on the Halloween front, here are a few quick ideas from your fiends at jackassworld. But if all else fails, you can always go as Danzig. Or Wolfie. In fact, lucky you! I think we still have that “mask” of his buried somewhere here in the photographic archive (superfluous body hair not included).