For the Love of Jackass | By : GinaKnoxville Category: Reality TV > Jackass Views: 1613 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Gina was sitting next to the phone, tapping her foot nervously and chewing her lip. Johnny had called the house twice, and Gina was trying to force herself to call him back, but every time she picked up the phone, she instantly dropped the phone back into the cradle. Heather sat quietly in the corner thinking about Steve-O, unknown to the other girls. Savvy finally grabbed Gina by the shoulders and shook her.
“Gina, calm down and just call him!”
“I can’t! I am so nervous!” Gina replied, burying her face in her hands.
Savvy sighed and looked around. She spied a shot glass on the table with whiskey that she had poured for herself moments before. That would be the perfect thing to calm Gina’s nerves.
“Here, drink this,” Savvy said, handing Gina the shot glass.
Gina downed it, not batting an eye. “Thanks, what is it?”
Savvy opened her mouth to answer, but Gina suddenly doubled over, the burning fire of the whiskey hitting her throat.
“What the hell was that?” Gina screeched.
Savvy tried not to laugh. “Just some whiskey. To calm your nerves. Don’t worry about it, you’ll be fine.”
“Savvy!”
“What?”
The doorbell rang at just that moment, causing Gina to go into super stressed cardiac arrest mode. She forgot about the whiskey even though her eyes were watering. The girls were used to Gina’s anxiety and stress levels blowing through the roof. However, even that could not prepare them for what was about to come blasting through the door.
“LADIES, GET READY!” an extremely loud voice blasted through a megaphone at the doorway.
All activity in the house stopped as the girls turned to stare at the source of the voice. None other than Ty Pennington from Extreme Makeover: Home Edition was standing in the doorway.
The girls looked at each other, clearly confused.
“What is going on?” Heather mouthed to Savvy who shrugged.
Savvy, ever the inquisitive one, walked up to Ty. She poked his muscled arms, pulled at the side of his wife beater, then looked at his face.
"I've always wondered; Are you gay?"
Ty sighed, motioning for the cameras to stop rolling. "God, why do I always get that?!" he said, flinging his arms into the air and sounding much like a woman having a hissy fit.
This broke the ice pretty adequately, and the cameras were turned on again. David Brent, the producer of the hybrid show, slipped around Ty and smiled at the girls.
“Ladies, this is your first guest star, Ty Pennington.”
Cameramen were squeezing into the room, some focusing on the girls, the others focused on Ty and David.
“For your first task, before moving into the house completely, will be to decorate and furbish the rooms of the house. I have here a hat with colored tokens inside. You will draw a token and then decorate the corresponding Jackass’ room while they in turn will decorate your room. You will not know who the other person is, you just decorate the room.”
The girls looked at each other, still surprised.
“Just draw a token,” David laughed, holding out the hat.
Gina shrugged and stepped forward to draw a token. She reached in the hat and pulled out a bright red token.
“Aw man, I hate the color red,” Gina laughed.
Heather reached around her and drew a purple token. “Cool.”
Savvy drew blue, Courtney drew green, and Kyle drew out an orange token. There was one token left. David looked down into the hat with a frown.
“Um, Heather… didn’t you contact-”
Heather cut him off with a wave of hand. “Anyway, we were on our way out, and, uh, nice to see you guys, keep in touch!” She ushered all of the show people out of the house, David sputtering and trying to stay. He cried out a quick, “You will each take turns decorating the room you were assigned to! I’ll keep in touch!”
“Thank you, come again!“ Heather closed the door and turned back to everyone.
“What was that about?” Gina asked, her hands on her hips.
“Nothing,” Heather replied, not looking Gina in the face.
“Whatever, something’s up, but… I am not pursuing it,” Gina said, smiling.
Heather nodded. “That’s the safe route.”
Gina just shook her head and laughed.
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