Jack Doherty is my Favorite YouTuber

“Landing TWO Bottle Flips in a ROW!” September 11, 2015 Jack Doherty lands two bottle flips in a row. “Calling a KILLER CLOWN gone WRONG!” August 8, 2017 Jack Doherty is in his bedroom. Tens of baseball trophies shine against his dark blue wall. An open window lights his back left. Through it, a blurry and wet suburbia that Jack's body mainly blocks. “Hey guys, so today I am calling a killer clown.” Jack's voice is light and scratchy. His iPhone looks massive as he uses two hands to dial the number. “Who is this?” Jack pleads twice. He shakes his leg. “You called me.” “You’re just a creepy loser. Stop trying to scare people.” “I cliffjumped and almost DIED?” May 20, 2020 Jack Doherty runs a hand through his hair. It’s thick and his bleach blond perfectly gradients into his slightly darker roots. He’s stronger-looking now. “We’re gonna cliff jump at this spot near, uh, it’s in the glades.” He sits in the passenger seat of a nice car while his much taller friend drives. They both look so tired. “We’re both so tired.” Lens flares forever as Jack does D1-level flips and dives off a sharp piece of earth 30 feet in the air. His friend tracks him perfectly with the camera like he’s a Nat Geo subject. Rawr. “I Got Kicked Out Of The Ren Fair For This..” July 27, 2021 Jack Doherty and a Norwegian guy who tried to beat him up in the last video go to a Ren Fair. The Norwegian has an infected black eye and wears a cloak. The village outcast. Little kids come up to take photos with Jack. He makes an old man angry by repeatedly calling his kilt a skirt. The plaid pattern pops on camera. Jack calls a man in full knight armor something bleeped, and once the knight tries to press him, Jack’s blend of bodyguard and friend enters and shoves the knight to the ground. His armor clatters and dents. “McKenzie’s Dad Tried to Fight Me!” November 22, 2022 Jack Doherty invites his girlfriend's family over for dinner in his new Miami mansion. The floor is a polished linoleum portal that hardly reflects Jack’s minimal white furniture. Jack's cameraman is a grayed-out living and breathing shadow. McKenzie holds her face in her hands when Jack speaks during the dinner. He asks her dad if McKenzie has always been as hot as she is. Jack's lips look blue in the light. He will freeze to death. “She has always been beautiful.” McKenzie’s dad does not try to fight Jack. “I Crashed My Lambo” March 3, 2023 Jack Doherty yells at a girl for throwing up in his pool during his party. She grabs his shirt and falls over. She grabs his ankle. “Woah get the fuck away from me.” Her face is blurred. The purple lighting permeates the inside and out. A fog machine makes the pool a lagoon. The next morning he softly rear-ends another Lambo on his street. McKenzie is hungover in the front seat, head in hands again. The owner curses him out in Armenian. Jack tells him to chill out and just buy another one. “Getting Kicked Out of the Club on My BIRTHDAY?” October 29, 2023 Jack Doherty turns 20 years old. He celebrates with rappers, streamers, and guys twice his size crowding around him in a hot Miami clubhouse. The waitress spills a drink on his friend's lap and Jack laughs. He tries to pay her a thousand dollars to do it again, but she refuses. He calls her a bitch and tells her to kill herself, but he is facing the camera; he is looking at us. “Buying my EX GIRLFRIEND a New Car” May 12, 2024 Jack Doherty spends most of the video trying on jewelry. “How much is this one?” “22K.” “Sheesh. I’ll take two.” Jack gives his ex-girlfriend, Anabel, a BMW. It’s pinker than the bubble gum jumping around in her mouth. She says she wanted blue. Jack holds his hands in a diamond over his chest as he reasons with her. “You can’t have blue, because we can’t match our car colors. Blue’s not even your color. McKenzie would think that’s weird. And it would be weird.” “YouTube is Shutting Down..” February 10, 2025 Jack Doherty sits alone on his bed. The inconsistent patches of scraggly hairs on his face might be him trying to grow a beard. New beginnings. He says he can’t believe this is fucking happening. He calls McKenzie to deliver the news. “YouTube is shutting down.” “I know I heard. I’m sorry Jack.” Jack looks at the floor. “I miss you.” She doesn’t respond. He feigns a smile to the camera, but you can’t fool us, Jack. He goes to the club with his boys. They play a game called shoot or shot where they either take a shot or ask a girl for their number. Jack does both every time it’s his turn. The face of one of his friends has been blurred in the video. He walks drunk back to his car, while holding the camera, which he hasn’t done himself in a few years. He holds it too close, like he wants the mic to pick up his heartbeat. “I wannagoswimming.” The camera is on the dash facing his numb face. The camera is plopped down into the sand as we scarcely see a figure sacrifice himself to the black ocean. Wind is louder than the splashes. “I’m Moving to the DARK WEB?” March 1, 2025 Jack Doherty is walking on the beach with his boys. If you freeze-frame and zoom in on a few shots you can see multi-pixel dolphins jumping in and out of the water. He lets everyone know that he too is moving to a video hosting site on Tor: michaelsvideos.onion. “Bryce and.. And Colby said it's the move, so let’s see what's up.” “CRAZIEST HOUSE PARTY EVER!” March 8, 2025 Jack Doherty flexes at the camera and sticks out his tongue. It is gray and so is the sky coming in through the windows. He starts the video with a line of coke in his bedroom and says thank you, to us, for getting him already to 100,000 subscribers on michaelsvideos. A man and woman are asleep on his bed in the background. Jack smokes a cigarette indoors and says he’s always wanted to try it. Jack throws a party later that night. He laughs a lot and calls everyone a faggot. There’s a 30-second shot of him making out with McKenzie’s best friend. Video is removed March 9, 2025 “michaelsvideos hates me...// CRAZIEST HOUSE PARTY EVER.” March 30, 2025 Jack Doherty is in black and white and stands in front of his multi-acre backyard. He explains that he was unfamiliar with how uploading on michaelsvideos works. Every week there’s a new prompt or guideline you have to follow. “I didn’t know that, no one knew that, but whatever. This week the video has to be in black and white like we’re in the.. 1940s haha. Whatever, it's cool, I’m not mad Michael… so I’m just gonna edit in the vid from last week in black and white. Peace.” “Biggest WET T-Shirt Contest EVER” May 3, 2025 Jack Doherty stands still, dripping and shirtless as three Miami girls grind on him while more bleed and blur into the background. One puts her hand on his crotch and he lets her. He turns to us with a little more certainty, or power. His eyes droop a little but he looks right into the camera. “When Michael says get wet.. It means we get wet.” He laughs and sips a White Claw. Jack takes a helicopter tour of Orlando. He offers the pilot $10,000 to let him grab the stick for one minute. The pilot says no. “MICHAEL’S VIDEOS Sent Me a Box..” July 1, 2025 Jack Doherty seems incredibly excited. “Yoooo this is so sick.” His smile is so wide that we see his molars. Jack brings a box inside that is addressed to him from Michael. “When he said this week’s prompt was open the box I was like what the fuck is that and was planning like this delivery prank but this is way better.” Inside is a water bottle, a third full. “The fuck is this...” Jack opens the water, smells it, takes a sip. “Just water.” He calls McKenzie to ask her what it means. She doesn’t pick up. Jack makes himself a drink and hits golf balls off his roof. He spends a while trying to hit his friend's Range Rover but is always too short. Jack drinks more off camera and eventually gets back to the water bottle. “I used to be so good at flipping this shit…” He flips the bottle twice in a row and lights up. He giggles. He flips the bottle off his balconies, out of his moving car, and at the club. “CALLING MICHAELSVIDEOS GONE WRONG!” July 13, 2025 Jack Doherty rubs his tired eyes. “Prompt this week was to wake up at 6 a.m. on Tuesday and go outside so we’re gonna do that I guess yeah.” Jack is wearing Gucci slides. The camera is in his hand as he opens his front door to an envelope. Inside is a piece of paper with the words “Call Me” written on it, and then a number. Jacks sets the camera down on his kitchen table. “I swear this isn’t a prank.” He looks nervously at us. We’ve lost some of his trust somewhere along the way. Jack puts his phone on speaker. Call goes through. Stifled breath on the other end. “Who is this?” Jack’s eyes look red. Maybe he smoked in between shots. “You called me...” Jack stares blankly. “Michael? Are you Michael?” “I’m living with michaelsvideos Forever and Ever and Ever :)” August 8, 2025 Jack Doherty holds a big duffel as he walks off the tarmac. “So for this week’s uhh… prompt Michael invited like… like probably the top ten creators to meet him at his house in Oregon. I don’t know what to expect really but if my boy Bryce is there it’ll be lit probably. I bet he’s going.” Cut shots from a continuous clip show Jack’s arrival to a secluded house in a presumably Oregon forest. All possible ways in which a specific location could be gathered appear to have been removed. Jack knocks on the door. “Michael?” The next shot is a still black screen, with text over it that reads, “I got too lit with Michael so I forgot to film a lot. But he’s seriously the best.” The next shot is of Jack Doherty on a couch, barely awake. No stabilization and a clogged breath from off-screen. Jack’s shirt is off. His speech is incredibly slurred. “Michaelis… Awesome.” Jack looks through us. Through the camera. Something above and behind. “I’m not going tomakeany more videoos.” He leans in and squints. “Evvverrr again. Never. You all... Suckdick. Bye bye.” ( Back to top )