

In an abstract world this photo makes perfect sense, but as it stands now it will simply be one of those historical artifacts that will baffle any remotely intelligent life form that manages to survive the impending apocalypse and stumble upon it in their archaeological searchings for clues as to “what the shit went wrong” with the prior civilization. All doomsday missives aside, what appears to be a renegade still from the highly top secret set of Survivor, starring the jackass cast, is actually a random moment in time from the shores of Camp Pain, circa 2001. Although either one could, I suppose, be construed as key topographical points in culture that indicate western civilization is still well on the decline. Punk and heavy metal music may have been the first two horsemen, but reality-based television was certainly the third. As for the fourth and final jockey of doom, look no further than the Interweb. That said, look for the number of the beast to be drawn on your computer desktop soon. Real soon! (more…)
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Last Monday, March 9th, I received an email from jackassworld telling me that I was a “lucky” winner of the “Preston Lacy Cucumber Contest.” However, I wasn’t too shocked to hear this, as only five people entered the contest in the first place; nonetheless, I was still a winner and I had an adventure awaiting me. You see, I live in eastern Pennsylvania and had to find my way to Hollywood. Not only that, I had to find someone willing to blow some cash to come with me. What seemed like an easy task turned impossible, though, as none of my friends even believed the contest was real. Hell, even my girlfriend thought I was “going to get out to Hollywood and get raped.” After searching through the contacts on my phone, I found the perfect candidate in my friend Kevin. Finally, at about 1:00am Tuesday morning, we battled the Priceline Negotiator for some cheap tickets not to Hollywood but to Santa Ana, and in less than eight hours our adventure was upon us. (more…)