Johnny Knoxville and Luke Wilson hit the town

December 21st, 2005 // 7 Comments

*johnny_knoxville_thumb1.jpgIf you’re sorta young, and kinda rich, and relatively famous, there’s a lot of things you can do. Buy fast cars. Buy loose women. Kill for sport. Or you can party like Johnny Knoxville and Luke Wilson. Last Friday night, the two met up at Hog Pit barbecue in New York where they both “seemed completely out of their minds.”

According to a source, “On Johnny’s way out, he flipped out on a guy who called him a peach and threw the guy into a table, which broke in two. He then hit himself in his own head, as if trying to sober himself up.” On Sunday afternoon the duo went to Milady’s Bar in SoHo, where they drank and shot pool until Knoxville left with a short blond woman. Wilson looked as if “someone had slipped him a Mickey” and was “mumbling his words” as he chatted with a slinky, raven-haired “rocker chick.” After she left, Wilson wandered out of the bar but was brought back in by the bartender for forgetting to pay his tab.

I’m not sure who comes off worse in this story. Knoxville at least got in a fight, though if he gets upset when guys call him a peach he should either a) stop wearing lipstick and leather chaps, or b) stop introducing himself as Johnny Peach. But at least he got a girl. Luke gets nothing but a fistful of Luke. And who wants that? I mean, besides Luke.

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Comments (7)

  1. drowningfool | December 21, 2005 at 12:11 pm

    Has anyone ever noticed that the dumbest guys get the hottest chicks? What is it about being smart that turns girls off so much? I always thought that was just a High School dilemma but now I realize that it is every age. Smart guys created the world we live in now, and the dumb guys get to eat all the fruits…and when I say eat all the fruits I mean have sex with all the women.

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  2. drowningfool | December 21, 2005 at 12:12 pm

    Has anyone ever noticed that the dumbest guys get the hottest chicks? What is it about being smart that turns girls off so much? I always thought that was just a High School dilemma but now I realize that it is every age. Smart guys created the world we live in now, and the dumb guys get to eat all the fruits…and when I say eat all the fruits I mean get the priveledge of licking all the hot women’s snatches.

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  3. TX_GAL | December 21, 2005 at 1:59 pm

    Johnny Knoxville is gross and isn’t he married??? A local radio DJ here in ATX met him at a bar and then went home with him. The idiot announced it to the world then she felt bad because she found out he was married.

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  4. chibanii | December 21, 2005 at 4:11 pm

    luke wilson is goigous.

    true story.

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  5. ki | December 21, 2005 at 4:17 pm

    I want a fistful of Luke Wilson. He’s fucking hot.

    And no, that wasn’t very eloquent. But fuck you. You don’t look like Luke Wilson.

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  6. slinkhard | December 22, 2005 at 6:30 am

    ‘Has anyone ever noticed that the dumbest guys get the hottest chicks? What is it about being smart that turns girls off so much?’

    The popularity of say, Jessica Simpson would indicate that men are equally turned on by retardation.

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  7. luvdumbnbase | December 30, 2005 at 6:23 am

    “He then hit himself in his own head, as if trying to sober himself up.”

    What a Jackass.

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