Armed with this new wealth of information, I was able to find more about Wardy online, and to connect with his loved ones. People mentioned his bear hugs and infectious laugh, and promised to keep unauthorized bottles and beverage containers out of the Foundry, the San Francisco event space he worked at as a bouncer, in his honor. The comments on the GoFundMe page-which raised $10,555 for his funeral services-were sweet and funny, painting the picture of a big lug beloved by many. He shared his real name, his Facebook page, and the GoFundMe page set up by his girlfriend to help his family pay for his funeral. An email came in with the subject line 'The guy in the photo prank.' It was from someone who claimed to have known Wood, aka Wardy. This is the untold story of Wood, or, rather, Wardy Joubert III.Īfter days of Googling and following leads that went nowhere, I got a break. So I set off to find out even more about who he was as a person beyond his large penis and meme infamy, and I did. I'd hate to think that one day, when I'm gone, the only thing people might know about me is that I once fell on a cactus while drunk off Bud Light.
It seemed unfair to tie a bow on a person's legacy based on just two things from his years on earth. All I really knew about this man was that he had done a jerk-off video at some point in his life, and that he had died.
