Thursday, July 23, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Rad or Sad?
Getting your metal on with your friends is rad.
Sloppy emo kid PDA is sad.
Bein' free & easy is rad.
Getting your ass kicked outside of McDonald's is sad.
Having your Misfits poster survive Katrina is rad.
Ewwwwww! Licking your mom is SO sad, not rad. That's my job, dude.
Feats of strength are rad. Especially when you didn't know you had it in you.
Halloween DJs who are trying too hard are sad.
Not even the fuzzy blue toilet seat cover and going to make this not sad.
Ok, I'll admit it. This is pretty rad. Well played, sir.
Imaginary friends are sad.
Being well-stocked with toilet paper is rad.
The inevitable loss of innocence is sad.
Garden gnomes who are comfortable getting glam are rad.
Sitting alone in the dark, obsessively checking your friends' facebook statuses is sad. Don't ask me how I know about that.
This was the all-time raddest night of this young man's life.
The side-effects of mixing alcohol and red bull are sad.
Having the courage to have your photo taken holding your yippy little dog in front of another photo of yourself wearing a cardigan and bowtie is rad, rad, rad.
Drunken coding is sad.
Sorry, pal. I can't quite give you a "rad" on this one. Try again later.
Sadder than Ol' Yeller.
Being an enthusiastic eater is rad.
Dental fail = sad.
This is rad as fuck. Don't tell me it ain't.
Things that are closed are sadder than Wilford Brimley's diabetes.
Dominoes and beer are rad.
If I say this is sad, I'm a dead man.
Basement show, chick with an SG and a Youth of Today shirt... well, what do think I'm gonna say, numbnuts -- of course it's rad!
Saving yourself for the President of Argentina is sad.
Whether you're seeking business or pleasure, these rad dudes have got you covered.
Pre-canned whiskey products are sadder than Cypher in the Snow.
Celebrating your birthday under the watchful eye of Bruce Lee is so damned rad.
This is sadder than a Clown College dropout.
Too much metal for one hand is rad.
Having maple syrup poured on you while you're passed out is sad. Trust me on this one.
Rastafarian Welsh Nationalist Ninjas are rad.
Failing at walking in the park is sad.
Scoring cold, hard cash is rad.
Whore-o-ween is sad. Although, I'm sure the dude in the picture will disagree with that assessment.
I don't know what the hell to think of this. I need to know what the backstory is here.
Being restrained by your buddies from punching some chick in face is really, really sad.