Jackass!

I realize that at my age, movies like Jackass 3 should not be so intriguing. I can't help myself. It's like America's Funniest Home Videos on crack. I still watch AFV, and laugh at the same misfortunes I've now seen a hundred times over. Sure, the Hot Wheel in Steve-O's butt did make me look away, and the fish hook through the side of his cheek made me cringe, but there is something alluring about the kind of people that would actually do such things. Maybe because I used to be one of them. Not to that extreme, of course, but similar.

I was that kid in your lunch room that would eat grapes, chili, and chocolate milk mixed together if you paid me a buck. Later in life, I would take on dares just to see how far I could push myself. It was like "Fear Factor" without the $50,000 reward. The words, "dare me?" often came from my mouth. Now, I no longer utter those words, though if dared there probably is not much I would not do. I don't need to though. I think I have proven to myself that I can meet any challenge not matter how stupid or asinine. Now I will just sit back and wait for Netflix to send me DVD's of other people doing stupid crap to humor me.