No, see, what we need is Johnny Knoxville waking up with a lit firecracker up his ass, which is about to torch up the fuse on this huge fucking cannon that's got Wee-Man inside it. Soon as that thing gets lit he's got approximately fifteen seconds to crawl out of there before it goes off and he turns into a literal human cannonball.

So then, okay, on the other side of the room, Steve-O's chained to a chair where he's being forced to watch all his spin-off shenanigan shows and every time he so much as cracks a smile he gets electrocuted. All he has to do to get free is admit that he's a complete fucking horse's ass and they can all walk out of there safe. But you know he won't, so Wee-Man hits him with the force of a Mack truck and they both go flying into a pit of snakes that have been trained specifically to bite people in the balls until they die.

Twist ending is the rest of the crew is already down there, dead from Ballchompitis. No one survives. The credits roll. The lights come on. The audience leaves, knowing the world is a changed place forever more.