Beyond all of the silly stunts, and barfing, and shitting, at the core of jackass, there is true aesthetic genius. Those boys become living sculptures- their beauty as wild, and uninhibited as the sea- whether they’re simultaneously being stung by hundreds of bees, or literally wearing fire, this kind of brilliance can only come from reckless abandon. Let jackass be a lesson to us all.
You are the boss.
My brother and I used to physically beat each other, claiming territory over sections of our home when left unsupervised.
I just like speeding on the highway with no body around, no thing around, except for street lamps, hung like rows of mechanical scarecrows.
“Sayonara!” With a hiss of the tongue, a projection of the throat, and a short nasal-like cheer at the end.
Why are you avoiding your homework so much? Aren’t you curious about nature? Or culture? At all?
“Aristotle,” I would say. “Aristotle,” and I would gently grab onto his arm and lead him out the backdoor exit, pursing my lips through an index finger.
When I think of a chicken I think about the weirdness of the neck movements, and the croaking sounds that they make in a yard with each other. They are reptiles with feather coats and awful beaks. They are soul-less. I both love and hate chickens.
Without a doubt nakedness is the best way to ensure a memorable New Year’s Eve. It takes a pretty confident person too complete the look.
As December dwindles into the abyss of 2014, it’s hard not to reflect on the many challenges and glories we’ve had…