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On his cross-country move out west in 2001, Steve-O made a series of filming stops along the way in Louisiana and New Mexico. Sticking to what we stereotypically know best, we threw Steve-O into a random voodoo situation in New Orleans without really knowing what the hell was going to happen. (more…)

Skateboarders are uncannily tuned into their immediate environment. I never fail to amuse my wife by gazing longingly at what would, to the normal person, appear to be an everyday average bench, ledge, or stair/rail formation, the same such distracted look that most guys would chance on a hot chick passing by with a revealing top or bangin’ caboose. And don’t even get me started on the slightest hint of workable urban transition or infrastructure. (more…)

Lately my inbox here on jackassworld has been besieged by questions about this so called “Too Hot” tape that was mentioned in Johnny Knoxville’s recent interview with Stephen Chao. Queries like, “What is it?” “Where can I find it?” and “Was it for sale?” What better way to respond to all of the above than with a scatty little clip from that very same “Too Hot” tape. (more…)

Here’s another post Gumball Rally moment from 2001, when the guys were living large in the cultural mecca of Paris and peeing and pooping all over the place. Warning: There is a certain frenetic Blair Witch video quality to contend with here, so do proceed with caution if you’re currently taking any mood-altering substances or get easily upset when the boat rocks. But amid the wacky camera movements, see if you can figure out who exactly is tinkling in such an uncomfortably close and confined public manner. It’s like “Where’s Waldo?” with a penis!

If you enjoyed this urinary moment or just like pee-pee in general, check out these:

• Bam Margera pees in New York City during the week leading up to the 24-hour takeover:

http://www.jackassworld.com/blog/2008/03/10/bam-drinks-pee/

• Steve-O gets a deluxe golden shower from an Indian elephant:

http://www.jackassworld.com/videos/1581755/210348

• Johnny Knoxville gives Jeff Tremaine a wet wake-up call:

http://www.jackassworld.com/blog/2008/09/04/jackass-kinda-sorta-unseen-%E2%80%93-knoxville-peeing-on-tremaine/

To get you in a proper Steve-O frame of mind for his upcoming appearance on jackassworld live, here are a few more unseen seconds from the life and grumpy times of Sleep-O on the Gumball Rally in 2001. Although Chris Pontius wasn’t able to fully deliver a Lombardi to Steve-O’s forehead in the cramped quarters of the “Jagwire,” I do recall a more successful occasion from 1996 when he came down to stay at the apartment I shared with Jeff Tremaine in Hermosa Beach. It just so happened that our snowboard filming friend Whitey was staying on our floor then, too, and after a good night’s drinking down at the Mermaid (this was back when the Hermosa pier area was respectably shitty, as opposed to the great white asshole haven it has since been renovated into), he’d passed out quite lifelessly only to be later discovered by Tremaine and Pontius. (more…)

Normally this is the day we pull out a jackass archive piece to spotlight, but given the auspicious occasion and all here’s a final footnote—and a wet one at that—to the old Gumball footage with today’s birthday boy himself.

Seeing as we’re throwing up all this global Gumball crap it’s only fitting that we pull an unseen clip out of the international closet as well (or at least I think this is from abroad—the UK, to be precise—because I went on most every trip within the continental United States and don’t remember this ever going down). I can’t rightly recall why this never made the television show, but I’m guessing it may have been because of its slightly bestial nature. So, without any further textual ado, I now present you with the never-before-seen “Deer Humper,” starring everyone’s favorite jolly jackassworld live host, Rick Kosick.

Since we’ve just tripped and stumbled down memory lane into a backwoods sewage treatment tank, let’s pull out another oldie but seldom seen* goodie from our first trip to West Chester, PA, in the summer of 2000…although I believe this may have been shot just south of the border in Delaware, the forgotten state. Regardless, this farcical stunt was merely an expansion upon one of Bam’s earlier CKY clips where he’d jumped off the roof of a house with a patio umbrella. But, adhering to the adage “if you fail, try, try again,” Bam put his physics cap on and came up with the equation that if he amplified everything in an exponential manner, e.g. “bigger fall + bigger patio umbrella,” that it would quite possibly add up to a success of Mary Poppins-like proportions. It did not. (more…)

Lost in time somewhere in 2001, Wee Man and Preston Lacy were tossed into Wonkaland but the footage never came out of the dark chocolate sludge that lined the bottom of our show schedule boards. Yes, that’s right, we really did have big boards on the wall in the jackass production office (a studio lot which can, in fact, be seen in the opening sequence to Who Framed Roger Rabbit), where we frequently gathered about and stared in consternation, arguing and swapping about color-coded cards consisting of segments, bumpers, opens, and transitions, orchestrating the madness in a seemingly haphazard yet oddly controlled manner, much like the wayward grammatical structure of this sentence. All sloppy-ass English aside, though, these boards were crucial to the development of each and every jackass episode. Without them we surely would’ve been lost. I mean, imagine if the U.S. politicians and one warmonger in Dr. Strangelove didn’t have their “big board” in the war room. Why, they never would’ve known Slim Picken’s plane was still en route to the Soviet Union and its surprise Doomsday Device! Not only that, but the board’s absence would’ve wiped out one of the best dialog exchanges in the film—well, aside from the one when President Muffley calls up Dimitri, the Russian Premier, and Ambassador Desadeski first advises him, “Be careful Mr. President. I think he’s drunk,” but I think I may be partial to this latter conversation for more personal and work-related reasons.

Strange though it may seem there was the occasional jackass shoot that fell a few good feet short of genius. By in large these follies were total bullshit and never cut into a show, but there was one in particular that bears memorializing, an epic segment entitled “Homeless Camping,” where Chris Pontius spent a night outdoors in downtown Los Angeles. (more…)