You could say Steveo was a bit of a daredevil, but he liked to think this was just an everyday occurrence for him.
Steveo walks along the sidewalk in his fancy suit, you know that special suit you keep for special occasions, well today was a special occasion for Steveo. He checks his watch one more time before stepping out onto the road right into the path of an oncoming bus. He walks away like nothing happened as the bus driver had to slam on his breaks narrowly missing him, but the car behind the bus didn't miss it. The car crashed into the bus causing very extensive structural damage and a whole bunch of engine damage on the bus.

There he stood in his bright pink flamingo outfit with a painted on tux looking out into the masses of people gathering around to look at the accident that just occurred. He steps up onto a soapbox and starts to bellow...

Hi, my name is Jackass...damn-it, that's not right. Hi, my name is Steveo and welcome to Jackass...again that's not right either. Ok one more time! Hi, My name is Steveo and welcome to my origin story, how I came to become a performer who gets hurt for money.

You see, I have this thing for doing drinking, doing stupid antics, and getting hurt. Early on in life, goofing off in the woods with my pals and our wifflewaffles - bb gun to you normal folk. Don't ask me why we called it that, but we did I guess one of my pals thought of it and it stuck. Anyway, here we are in the woods drinking some beers and shooting random things we find laying down on the floor, when out of no where one of my buddies shoots me in the behind with his bb gun! I was hooting and hollering like no other, cursing up a storm at him. This was the point in time that I finally thought of a way to make money, getting hurt and getting paid for it.

Over the next few weeks, my pals and I started to plan out how best to go about me getting hurt while making us some money in the process, we came up with some not so good ideas and some very good ones that we thought we could use for a performance. We figured we could just go out onto an abandoned empty housing plot we knew about and perform there. We put up handwritten flyers all over town calling ourselves the Knuckleheads. The day of the show comes and a few people showed up, after we charged them $5 admission fee mind you - no refunds available! Well lets just say it didn't go so well, people were mad and yelling at us for being crap and this not being entertainment, but we could tell there were a few in the audience that liked our performance. One such person came up to us after the show while we were packing up to give us some more ideas on what we could do - that man later became our manager who helped us schedule more shows and think up ideas for some more idiotic stunts we could pull.

Anyway that's all I got for you today, I bid you farewell and I hope you catch some of my future shows!

Steveo takes a bow before handing out a bunch of flyers and a few free tickets to incentive people to come to his next show. He left the people scratching their heads wondering who the weird guy was before some of them read the flyer and figured out who he was and cheered for him as he walked away just as the firetrucks came to help rescue the trapped driver in the car that hit the bus.