sorry little gremlies, i didn't mean to drop the f-word this early in the evening, but i think it fits, because i'm talking about BADASSES, y'all. i like 'em. everybody likes 'em. they're neat, they're mean, they're green, and they make everybody have a little tingle of jealousy inside their heart of hearts (slash pants). and that's healthy, jealousy.. right?
the badass is nothing new to society. badasses have been around for as long as i can remember and then probably a little bit longer, and they come in all shapes and forms. i'm here to elucidate some of the more common badasses seen in society, and perhaps introduce you to the more unknown, hidden treasure trove badasses. come away with me.
this is your standard badass. revered by ladies and worshipped by fellas. he's shirtless and slightly scrawny, yes, but what he lacks in brute muscle, he makes up for in sheer at-ti-tude. look at that scarf! he's a-okay with his sexuality, and asks you, DARES YOU to question it. the ladies in the back did, and look how they ended up. SHIRTLESS and HAPPY (i guess the dudes did too? ... awkward).
see, this is where we start getting into new territory. everybody knows bill cosby as the kind-hearted, sweater wearing, pudding eating guy, but did you know that he's actually a stone cold killer? well, not really a killer (hopefully), but check out that cigar. that ain't your granddaddy's cigar (unless it is, cosby kin). and look at that look. that is the look of a man with a plan. he knows where's going in life. or went, maybe. is. he knows where he is. i like this because it's different. it's suprising. we all know bill cosby the lovable man, but were we ever aware of how genuinely cool this cat can be? we are now.
this picture is just following the train all the way to the (sesame street) station. as a child, never did i ever consider the possibility that big bird was not my friend, but in fact a winged freak in possession of a serious problem with library etiquette. (p.s. saigon market? we are we?)
i think i like this guy top-three-ish, because he's badass for all the wrong/right reasons. what makes him badass is not the studded jacket or the scuffed boots or the skyscraper hairstyle, but the look of sheer laughter/appreciation/enjoyment at the little boy's curiosity. he seems sweet, and that's one of the most badass things of all: a good heart.
enough with the sentiment. WOLVES, Y'ALL. wolves are 1) the most badass of all animals and 2) i want to be one. maybe. probably not. but the fact remains that whether they're eatin' little peters (like, peter and the wolf. don't be gross), living with little julies, or swallowing little red riding hoods, wolves are on top. unless you're sarah palin.
i wanted to include this picture to show that the term badass is not solely limited to those blessed with the y chromosome.. heh. rather, female badasses come from some of the most interesting places, showing us a face full of makeup and a beautiful traditional garment does not a pushover make. also, she's flipping us the bird. that's just classic.so, i guess what i'm saying is, if you ever want to become the ultimate badass, or maybe just pretend to be one for a day, be bill cosby, or a wolf, or a geisha. i'll like you.
