steve-o and mat hoffman in spain
In show business you get offered to do a lot of things for money. Some are okay and you agree, some are dumb and you decline. But sometimes that thought process goes out the window if there is travel involved. You think, I don’t really care to do that at the money they are offering, but if it’s in somewhere like Tokyo or Spain and they throw in round-trip tickets for you and your family, your urge to travel overrides your normal process of discretion. I mean, I’ve done it before and I honestly can’t wait to do it again. What, you want me to open a T-shirt store in Shibuya and I get round-trip first class tickets to Tokyo? Heck yeah, that sounds great! You tell yourself, “No one in America will ever find out … I get paid, I get to travel, woohoo!” I am sure that was exactly what Mat Hoffman and Steve-O were thinking when they accepted the gig to have oranges shot at them in Spain. I can hear Steve-O now, “C’mon, Mat, they want to send us to Madrid. We’ll get paid and the only people that will ever know are you and me.” Well, that may have been true if it weren’t for jackassworld, and unfortunately for Mat and O we had cameras there to cover it. Sorry, Mat. Sorry, Steve-O. Maybe this won’t be as embarrassing when we post the footage of me at the grand opening of that dry cleaners in Latvia. Woohoo!
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