goldenlights:

Rest in paradise, the family misses you.

we all miss you, Ryan.

(via fuckyeahdunn)

kellyvegas:

My tattoo.

This is my childhood….

RIP Ryan.

<3

I met Ryan Dunn in 10th grade Graphic Arts class. One of our first assignments was to silk-screen a T-shirt for Earth Day. Our teacher, Mr. Rob, paired up me and Ryan for the project. What a mistake that was. After much laughter and sarcasm (something Dunn was a master of), we sketched up a design of an overflowing trash can with text over it that just said “Trash is good! Earth is dumb!” Needless to say, we shared the same messed-up humor and hit it off immediately. The next year, I started a band with some dudes from town and Ryan was the singer. He couldn’t sing at all, but he was such a character and was so passionate about the idea of being in a band that there was no way I could say no to him.

That’s the thing about Ryan, he was so passionate about everything all the time. It was very inspiring to be around him. For example, even if we were about to get in a shopping cart and slam through a fence into a brick wall, he would somehow talk me into thinking that it was going to be fun. He lived life full-force all the time with the pedal to the metal, and unfortunately for us, he drove that way, too. I mean, fuck, he flipped me in a Volkswagen Jetta ten times and they found me 40-feet away in the goddamn forest. But you know what? The very next day we were at school laughing our asses off about the huge traffic jam our accident caused. That car accident taught me one of the best things I have ever learned: To not sweat the small stuff in life. And Ryan Dunn taught me to never take yourself too seriously and that no matter what happens—good or bad—you can always find something to laugh at.

I feel lucky to have been Ryan’s friend for the past 17 years. I feel lucky that I lost the high school “Battle of the Bands” with him. I feel lucky that I got to climb a mountain in the middle of Iceland with him. He was one of a kind, and it hurts so fucking bad to think that I’m not going to be able to see him anymore. I’m going to miss him so very much, every single day. I guess all I can really say is… thanks for all the laughs, Ryan. I hope you know how much you meant to all of us who were lucky enough to call you a friend.

—Jess Margera

What do you do when the kid who shared your kids’ ups and downs and made himself part of our family dies? Every tribute, every picture makes me aware that he was there for good times and bad. When my son got shot up with a marble bomb, so was Ryan. When I yelled at my kids and they knew they were in trouble, Ryan knew he was in trouble with them. If we all hung out by the pool and laughed all day at dumb stuff, even though Ryan only LOOKED at the water, he was family. If we wanted to share good news, we called him. If something went on with our family, he was there.

How do I mend this sick hole in my heart? When the filming started, way back when, you were the one who always talked me through it and one of the only ones that helped me clean up! Even though you little daredevils were jumping in the sewer water and off bridges, smashing yourselves up on bikes and getting clotheslined, I always knew that you all would be here. I am supposed to go before the kids. It is almost two weeks since you have been gone, Ryan, and it is hitting me more each day. I think about Angie and pray that she gets through these days without you. I have to say, that the last few times we talked, you did seem to have a certain “peace” that I haven’t seen before and I have to believe that you were in a pretty good place.

Several times a day, people come up to me and tell me how sorry they are for our loss, cards and letters come, and I realize that the world knows just how much we loved him. Ryan, I am keeping your phone number on my phone … I am never deleting it. You were our friend and our “extra” son, and I will never forget you. We love you and miss you.

Love,

April & Phil

I have a few different times that I’ve been remembering, one of which took place during the first movie in 2002. We were shooting in Miami, Florida, over Easter weekend and Dunn’s sister and brother-in-law lived in the area. Dunn asked me if I wanted to get away from all the chaos and go have a good meal with some of his family. We drove a cargo van out to his sister’s house. On the ride there, he was telling me how his brother-in-law did ice sculpting. The conversation about Easter dinner got brought up and Ryan realized the whole crew and guys would be there, so he asked his brother-in-law to do an ice statue for our dinner table that coming Sunday night. It was a fantastic statue of a bunny with a big boner. People walking by our table in South Beach were loving it. That’s the way Ryan was, he thought about others and just wanted to bring a smile to your face.

Another thing I wanted to mention was how he would make you feel totally equal to him and how he would include even the new dude into the night’s festivities after work. Once, when we were still shooting the TV show, a small group of us went to West Chester to do some shooting. This was my first trip with jackass, and Ryan definitely made me feel welcome by giving me poo fingers up the nose on the first night. I smelt his poo for three days! That smell will be the only thing I won’t miss about Ryan.

All I know is he’s gonna have the upper hand on all of us when we go to heaven. So at least we know that when we get there we’ll have a friend ready to do something muffed up to us or just buy us a drink.

—JxPx Blackmon

I met Ryan a few years ago, but it wasn’t until production started on jackass 3 that I really got the pleasure of knowing him. He was such a stand up guy. I will be grateful to him for making me feel like he was my friend and for always being willing to put on the absurd outfits that I would greet him with in the mornings. He made the BEST angry ducky in the world.

Ryan, thank you for being my friend.

—Day Madrigal

You can now listen to The big ass happy family jubilee’s tribute to Ryan Dunn last week.

Go here, to dickhouse.tv to listen to it.

The Dunn Festival- A Random Hero event

Recently I’ve been informed about a very interesting project which I know you all guys will be excited about. Some people are planning to have a huge event to celebrate the life of our great Ryan Dunn, who you all know left us not long ago. The event is still in progress and they need our help to make the biggest and greatest festival posible.

It would take place on 20th-21st of June 2012 and it would be in Brighton, Southern England. The idea of the event is to have music, Jackass-style stunts, skaters, bmxers, etc, to make a festival Ryan would be proud of. There’s a lot of work to do yet, but it would be so amazing if this become real.

You can now check the official festival blog here on thedunnfestival.tumblr.com and also go check their facebook event.

If you think you can help in anyway contact to them. They’re looking for bands, pro and no pro skaters/bmxers/etc, whatever you can do for the festival, just contact them.

And if you’re not from England like me, start saving, I’ll see you there! Also spread the word so everybody get informed!

I feel like something does not fit now in Jackass. We miss you so much.

“Saw this sticker while I was hiking just now. So surreal.”

- Johnny Knoxville

random-heroine:

“Jackass family filing in to last night’s LA memorial for ryan. tears,a few laughs, and lots of love. special night.”-Johnny Knoxville

(Source: lions-eyes)