It's no hoax

Don't believe all that weird hoax stuff in Slappy's last post. Jiggs is not some kind demigod for whom stars fall and dead man's switches trip. He's just a loser that wouldn't know how to stunt dick if he named his penis "Evel Knievel".

Jiggs Casey is dead. Deal with it. Obviously Jiggs gave me his log-in password so I could carry on his lame blogging tradition. That's why I have been blogging as him.

Additionally, two days before he died, he changed his will so that I, Jerry Caysey, would receive his well-known and very expensive collection of Burmese woodblock porn. Don't question the legality of this transaction. Not only am I a profession stunt dick, but I'm also a notary public.

This blog is lame

Hi. It's Jerry Caysey again. Now that Jiggs is dead and I started filling in for him, it seems like there should be some changes around here. I mean we can all agree that this blog is lame. It'd be vastly superior if it was called jerrycaysey.com instead. We can't mourn the loss of jiggs forever.

Also more of this blog ought to be dedicated to the art and craft of stunt dicking. I mean not everyone with a magnificent cock can be a stunt dick. It takes a lot of hard work and all the horse tranquilizers you can eat.

Also, Jiggs dying all of a sudden kind of reminds me of that whole "Paul is dead" thing with the Beatles. Except that the Beatles thing was a total hoax, and jiggs is totally dead.

I buried him with his cockfighting belt buckle this morning.

Jiggs Casey is dead!

This is Jiggs Casey's replacement, Jerry Caysey.

I'm not nearly as entertaining or generally odd as Jiggs, but I'm much more reliable.

They picked me to replace Jiggs because I work as Jiggs' stunt dick in the various foreign films that Jiggs writes, directs and stars in.

Enjoy.