
I think Tremaine summed up the 24-hour takeover best when he texted me, “Wow, that was fun, let’s never do that again.” Holy f-in’ crap it was a lot of work. It’s tough to stay up for 24-hours, and to “entertain” for 24-hours takes a lot of, um, focus. Yeah, let’s go with that. Anyway, I am not complaining or saying it wasn’t fun, I’m just saying, “Wa-hoooooo, it’s over!” (more…)

I’m not sure what else I can say about this 24 hour deal that I haven’t said in what feels like over a hundred other posts on the subject matter now, but there were two things in particular that I have fond and previously unmentioned memories of. (more…)

It was an insane week leading up to the takeover, but it was a lot of fun once the cast arrived. We pre-shot a few bits in that week, and everyone’s energy was really high (we haven’t shot anything together for over a year). The first thing we filmed was Party Boy and we had 20 dudes dressed like him up in a production office at MTV. Chris gave them a quick dance lesson and then we hit the streets of Times Square. We’ve never really shot anything in NYC for jackass, so it was really exciting—and cold. Chris was red hot and so were all our new party boys. The week got a little rougher when Preston scrubbed my face with “Bronx Bum Shit.” Then the boys started getting hurt. First Preston re-injured his back when I tackled him, Bam and Steve-O got wrecked “urban sledding,” and Dave England blew his knee out wakeboarding over barrels on ice. So we all went in to this thing injured and sleep deprived. (more…)

In what is now being considered the fight of the century, the dizzy boxing bout between Rick Kosick and Jeff Tremaine is making news across the skateboard world, where the two are legendary for their past Big Brother clashes. Here’s Clyde Singleton’s recently tapped out perspective on the event:
CLYD’ES TAKE ON DIZZY BOXING
you’ve officially been, Rick Rocked… i missed a good portion of it, but when i did actually sit down to catch it last night, i witnesses something id never think id see. i witnessed Rick Kosick, winning. ive known both these guys half my life, so trust me- this was a classic in the making. both were spun around on their foreheads on baseball tees. on wooden tops. and manually, then boxed it out on live tv. Both threw good blows, with Rick even landing 2 k.o.’s. I swear to Gawd, the entire house celebrated when Rick threw his hands up in the end. Ricks been waiting years for that day. not the day he’s a “winner”. just the day, he’s not on the losing end. last night- he got his. congratulations, Rick.
For further insight into the blacked up world of Clyde: http://clydesingleton.blogspot.com/

Hey Everyone:
Wolfie here. I hope all of you enjoyed the 24 Hour Takeover last weekend. Or, if you missed it the first time around, you’re watching it right now on MTV2. We had a great time bringing to you and it seems it was a resounding success. There’s just no accounting for taste is there? (more…)

I wasn’t really all there. I was there for about 16 hours. Two thirds! Then little baby went back to the hotel and went to sleep. I don’t remember that part, but I did wake up in my hotel bed next to Tania. But when I was there, I kept getting busted for stuff. Sometimes for stuff I didn’t even do. Here is a list of the things I learned while on the set of MTV. (more…)

When Rick Kosick was asked to write up a list of his favorite 24-hour recollections to post up on the site in conjunction with these video chat things, he scribbled this out and dropped it on Josh’s desk. What he intended Josh to do with it, I don’t know, but apparently this is what Rick was into on the weekend of Feb. 23-24. Personally, I’m more interested in what he wasn’t into during the 24 hours, so maybe one of you little bastards can ask him that when he plops down to chat on Saturday, March 1st.
So my cousin Roger Alan Wade has a new album out called Stoned Traveler. Actually it’s called Stone Traveler. STONE. But I fucked up and put “Stoned Traveler” on the album artwork. Didn’t matter, though, Roger still approved it. Anyway, I wanted to shoot a video for a song called “D-R-U-N-K” and air it on 24-Hour Takeover. Only problem was we didn’t have a video and we were eight hours into the takeover. Shit, what to do? So I asked Lance Bangs to get a camera and grab anyone he could to lip-sync the lyrics to the song. After he got the footage, we ran it to an editor and tried to see if we could get it cut before the 24-hour-takeover was finished. Well we did, and here it is. It ain’t exactly “Thriller”—actually it’s probably one of the worst videos you ever saw—but for a bunch of D-R-U-N-C-K-S-O-Bs it ain’t bad considering it was conceived, shot, edited and aired in four hours. Whew!
- Johnny Knoxville
It was all good fun but it was also a big f’ing relief when that last hour ticked its final tock. And what better way to celebrate the moment than…a dance party! At some point amid the mass carousing you’ll see Knoxville dancing around with this kid who has an extremely glazed over expression. The reason behind that 40-mile stare is he was holed up in a closet playing jackass the video game for 24 hours straight. But now, the long awaited answer to everybody’s top 24-hour question (aside from what happened to Ryan Dunn): the song playing during this moment is “Alright” by Supergrass.
In the final stretch, April and Phil Margera made a morning breakfast of hot cakes for the cast and crew down on Times Square during hour 21. In a loving show of thanks, Bam made Phil lick some gross crap stuck to the bottom of his shoe. Back inside the studio an hour later, Bam tried to call it quits on the takeover but was waylaid at the door by several people down for the cause. Tremaine smooth-talked him back into the program and Dimitry slapped him for good measure. Knoxville and Tremaine then rallied a superball sprint down the hallway to help liven up Bam’s rapidly failing morning, but this only resulted in another blow to Jess’s already well-beaten head. Dance parties became the increasing norm with increasingly random music videos in the last hours, and Dimitry was presented with a Jewed and pubed-up birthday cake slab that was surprisingly not hucked at anyone.