I Never Thought I Would Be So Upset By The Death Of A Jackass

I first saw Ryan Dunn in Jackass: The Movie in 2002. I was nine. (I'm not sure why my mother let me watch it.)

Ryan was always my favorite. I'm not sure why...was it the beard? Or was it the fact that he seemed to have the most brain cells out of the entire cast? No, it was most definitely the beard.

Jackass and Viva La Bam have been a large part of my childhood. And when I heard a member of my childhood had died, in such a reckless way, my heart broke.

I can't exactly explain why I'm so upset because I really shouldn't be this depressed. I'm just....shocked. I never thought that Ryan would die in such a trivial way.

I know this is like the 100th journal about Ryan, but please don't chastise me the way some were when the Rev or when Michael Jackson died. It is not my intent to annoy or bother my fellow Mibbians. I just needed to write about my feelings for Ryan.