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Steve-O is in the Looney Bin (With Drugged Out Video)


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"They call it "code 5150," that means "psycho,"

legally, fuckin bat-shit, certifiably. I’m outta my

mind, believe-you-me. How’d I get this way? How can

this be? It’s gotten so bad there’s nothing left of

me." -Steve-O

 

 

 

Those words were written during a "low." Before the

day when Johnny Knoxville, Jeff Tremaine, Big Regg,

Swizz, Rick Kosick, Dimitry Elyaschevich, Cordell

Mansfield, and Trip Taylor came to my home and,

physcially, forced me into the hospital (where I was

placed on a 5150 "hold’), I had thought of "bipolar"

as a "good" thing. I rationally deduced that, with our

time in this life being so limited, it was productive

to stick to nothing but extremely high "highs", and

extremely low "lows." ANYTHING but to "crash on the

rocks of mediocrity." I figured that, since I am an

extraordinarily "tough" individual, I could handle it,

and my legacy would be comprised of only that which

could be described as "intense." After four days in a

psychiatric ward (a.k.a. "looney bin," a.k.a.

"cuckoo’s nest") it has dawned on me that a great

deal of what I produced, while on narcotics-induced

"highs," was a bunch of manic bullshit that made

little-to-no sense and, furthermore, was devastating

to those who love me the most. At this point, I am no

longer "5150-status" (which was the three-day "hold"

on me, resulting from suicidal behavior). I am now

"5250-status" (which means that the "hold" has been

extended to 14 days, for the exact same reasons). I’m

not getting out of this "insane asylum" any time in

the immediate future, so, I’m going to learn as much

from the experience as possible. So far, I’ve figured

out that I did a great deal of damage to my brain by

abusing drugs and, now that they’ve all worn off, I’m

facing the consequences. I suppose it is an ironic

"eye for an eye" situation that I am in, coping with

the lowest "lows" that I’ve ever experienced-as a form

of punishment for the emotional distress that I have

put my loved ones through with the self-destructive

behavior that led me here.

 

I already know that I will be handing these pages over

to my beautiful assistant, Jen Moore, during our next

visitation, and instructing her to share them with as

many people as possible on the Internet (rather than

try to sell a "juicy" story to the tabloid press for

profit). I hope that I haven’t disappointed too many

of my fans. Actually, ya know what? Anyone that is

disappointed by any of these words really doesn’t

matter to me. I’ve harmed myself to no end for those

people (at the expense of my loved ones), and look

where it got me.

 

Now, what do I have to add? The research I did into

the immortality of the soul, the end of life in our

current bodies, and the 4th dimension, was, by no

means a bunch of bullshit. I could stand before you

all and say very similar words to the ones I say in

the following clip, it’s just that I happened to be

under the influence of a very dangerous amount of

drugs when it was filmed:

 

 

Remember, everyone,

"Be real careful, don’t misbehave...

That’s all you gotta know to be saved..."

-me

 

I Love You All,

Steve-O

 

P.S. I’m really in the looney bin, but I think it was

TJ that read my mind. Is that right, are you TJ? Maybe

I’m wrong...

 

http://www.steveo.com/

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I got put under one of those 5150s when I lived in California. Shit suuuuuuucked. They took my shoes and pants away, you know just chillin out in a sweater, my boxers, and socks in the middle of the hospital while this old filipino security guard did his sean connery / kermit the frog impressions to me. def a low point.

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"They call it "code 5150," that means "psycho,"

legally, fuckin bat-shit, certifiably. I’m outta my

mind, believe-you-me. How’d I get this way? How can

this be? It’s gotten so bad there’s nothing left of

me." -Steve-O

 

 

 

 

I didn't know you could put parenthesis inside of parenthesis! Who knew?

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smells like marketing to me.

 

just all too "Hollywood"

acted out and stupid.

 

it would be funny if he was really fucked up. and karma came and bit him in the ass. then id lol.

 

till then keep jacking ass. jasckass.

keep hurting your self for my entertainment. and living the dream...

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