Dear Ryan Dunn,

When I were a little kid, I watched Jackass. I loved it, and wanted to be like Bam and you. Unfortunately I am not a boy, but I tried my best to walk, speak, and look like you. I was twelve, Ryan. I also grew up with Tony Hawk's skatergames, where you also played a role in Tony Hawk's Underground 1 (you were hidden ). I played it on the Playstation two and pc until the disk broke. Mom bought me a new one. I was happy. I was one of those kids who you could bribe with a new game or extra TV-time to watch Viva La Bam or Jackass.


I was that kid that was stuck to the tv when Viva La Bam came on. That kid that cried as loud as Bam Margera when your name and 'car crash' sounded in one sentence, I cried. I screamed. I kicked in a door. 'Calm down, it's probably a hoax!', my mother yelled, trying to calm me down. 'No.', I cried, getting all sick. Then I watched how Bam Margera cried. It's all about you, Ryan. I always thought you were immortal. I thought you all were immortal. But Ryan, we love you, and we care. You're making heaven more awesome now, but the world is less awesome now. Damn Ryan.

Rest in peace, Ryan, one day we'll all meet.

Colibre.

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