I'm lucky enough to be with someone, and I am happy.
I pretty much operate on adrenaline and ignorance.
I actually got stabbed at my friend's bachelor party. In real life.
Coal mining is tough. Acting is just tedious.
A couple days before the stunts, if I'm doing something particularly dangerous, I will go over every worst-case scenario in my head, like this could happen, this could happen, this could happen, this could happen. I try to think about that to where it's ingrained in me.
I just love that spirit that makes people do things that they probably shouldn't.
'I know this is going to end bad, but I'm going to pretend it's going to end good.' My life's philosophy.
I think everyone roots for the underdog.
Everyone gets hurt, but I've probably had the most injuries.
I love Louisiana. It's amazing.
I'm not out running around all the time. I'm not partying constantly and constantly battling myself. I'm with someone, and we are very, very happy.
It's a real primal thing, watching someone get hurt. It's funny and accessible.
You can tell it's good if you light it and a blue flame comes up; that means it's good moonshine and it won't make you go blind.
I'm so uncoordinated, I can't really do that much, so my specialty is standing in one spot or holding on to something, like an exploding rocket or a jetski.
Everything you see on screen is real. By doing what we do, there's naturally going to be a lot of grimacing. And whimpering.
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