

Who knows … Who knows … Who knows.
Even if you can’t recall the exact lyrics to the song of the musical gala dance number that closed out jackass number two, chances are you can at least remember this droning snippet: “Who knows … Who knows … Who knows.” Ironically, when it came time to film Wee-Man and Preston Lacy’s little stunt, that’s the very answer that anyone would have given had they been asked, “Uh, so what exactly is going to happen here?” Because no one had a damn clue. Not even the stunt supervisors we had to have on set. Someone, maybe Spike Jonze (probably Spike Jonze), just said to lube it up after witnessing a particularly lackluster “dry” run on the slide the day before during construction. So lube it up they did. Gallon upon gallon of water-based lubricant was emptied out onto the surface of the slide with no real idea what the frictionless outcome would be. So, when Wee-Man and Preston stood atop the slide belting out the lyrics, “Who knows … Who knows … Who knows,” they really didn’t know! And maybe that was a good thing if you want to get all Martha-fucking-Stewart about it. Whee!
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Well, it would appear that our merry molder in the community just can’t put his fingers to rest, so I’m proud to present the unofficial “Series 2″ of Nate Merritt’s clay creations inspired by the various faces of the jackass cast and crew. This collection includes a significant build out in the West Chester sect and fills in a few more crew holes—oh yeah, crew holes. Personally, I can’t wait until he devises a way to add some serious action features to these figures. A Lance Bangs that giggles and/or retches when you push a button? A Spike Jonze with spring-action ball-kick leg? A Trip Taylor that pirouettes and screams whenever a tiny lever moves a tarantula across his back? Okay, maybe that last one should be a part of the subsequent Wildboyz collection at a later production date, but you get the idea. Anyway, great job Nate. And nice touch with the Old Man’s balls. If only Santa was so lucky as to have you in his sweatshop of elves.