I am Jerk Man.

My team of meat men and I are circling this great country on a quest to spread our Perky Jerky love. One taste from the velcro wonder, and instantly, you know why Everyone Wants Our Meat.

We ski gates, repel down buildings, run stadiums, work out, and fly around in a chopper. Wearing the 30 pound suit of meat takes focus and commitment.

Jerk Men has been spotted in Alaska, New York, Florida, California and just about every state in between. We train year round because in the Jerky World there is no off-season.

One moment, you are shaking hands with Richard Petty and the next you are running from concert police. Remaining calm when hundreds are mobbing you is critical to the Jerk Man's success.

Do you have what it takes to be a Jerk Man?

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