Steve-O Plays With Fire

The first time I ever met Ron Jeremy was in the lobby of my old apartment building (where I built skate ramps in my apartment, did tons of drugs, and terrorized my neighbor). I don’t think I made a very good impression on Ron-- I was super drunk, and demanded that he stay in the lobby while I ran to grab my video camera, so that I could have my buddy film me lighting myself on fire in front of him. It all worked out great, though, Ron and I wound up becoming good buddies. He was one of my guests at the