Wee-Man: Steve-O always needed to do something, a look-at-me kind of thing. Alright, why don't you snort wasabi?
Steve-O: It was called "Wasabi Snooters" because that was my affectionate term for any serving of cocaine. And I did a lot of cocaine. It wasn't even a big deal compared to what I was doing to my nose on such a regular basis. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it might. It paid off because I barfed.
Wee-Man: It was funny the way he mushed it up. You could see his eyes burn and everything. He has the weakest stomach — everything makes him throw up. So of course what does he do? Throws it up. You see us all in the back, dying laughing.