Needless to say we’ve gotten more than our fair share of mileage off these plastic footballs. And for that I really do owe an apology to Preston Lacy. When five boxes of these promotional things washed up on our doorstep like refugee children from some war-torn, poverty-stricken Third World nation, I was one of the first naysayers to pipe up with, “Good job, budget!” But after spending thousands of dollars on trips that have yielded little to no footage in return (good job, Vegas!), these goddamn footballs have exponentially jumped in entertainment value. (more…)
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Okay, hold the “waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahs.” I know, some of you have already seen this photo on the site, but there’s been a significant shake-up in the community over the past year and a half. Some have apparently “grown up” and surrendered to the wiles of the real world; others are new and relatively fresh-faced to our island of lost boys, misfit toys, and “Tim’s ass.” Not only that but with the way our current playlist set-up works, the original “blog” posts and accompanying photos fast become irrelevant with the extremely fine sands of Interweb time. But, just like the Roy Orbison song I heard this morning, the oldies are forever and this, I do believe, is a jackassworld classic. (more…)