yesimog420
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Once upon a time in the small town of Chillville, there was a guy named Brad “The Rad.” Brad was the kind of dude who wore sunglasses indoors, said “YOLO” unironically
and thought energy drinks counted as water.
One day, Brad’s friend Chad told him, “Bro, if you think Mountain Dew is wild, wait till you try this.” Chad pulled out something mysterious, and Brad, being Rad, decided to go for it. “What’s the worst that could happen?” he said, right before the worst did happen.
The moment Brad tried it, he didn’t feel cool. He didn’t feel rad. He felt like a microwaved marshmallow sticky, confused, and a little burnt on the inside. His sunglasses fell off dramatically, and suddenly, the world looked way less epic.
He tried to skateboard to the gas station, but his balance was gone. He ended up rolling into a trash can instead, shouting, “I’m fine! I’m so fine!” while banana peels stuck to his hoodie. Everyone saw. Even the pigeons looked disappointed.
The next day, Brad decided he was done. He joined a school club called “Be Clean, Be Seen” and started handing out stickers that said “NO THANKS, I’M TOO COOL FOR THAT FUEL.” Chad didn’t think it was cool at first, but when Brad started winning pizza coupons for his presentations, Chad joined too.
Now they go around schools wearing matching neon shirts that say “STAY RAD, NOT SAD.” It’s painfully awkward, but you know what? It works.
Moral of the story: drugs make you less rad than rolling into a trash can sober.
and thought energy drinks counted as water.
One day, Brad’s friend Chad told him, “Bro, if you think Mountain Dew is wild, wait till you try this.” Chad pulled out something mysterious, and Brad, being Rad, decided to go for it. “What’s the worst that could happen?” he said, right before the worst did happen.
The moment Brad tried it, he didn’t feel cool. He didn’t feel rad. He felt like a microwaved marshmallow sticky, confused, and a little burnt on the inside. His sunglasses fell off dramatically, and suddenly, the world looked way less epic.
He tried to skateboard to the gas station, but his balance was gone. He ended up rolling into a trash can instead, shouting, “I’m fine! I’m so fine!” while banana peels stuck to his hoodie. Everyone saw. Even the pigeons looked disappointed.
The next day, Brad decided he was done. He joined a school club called “Be Clean, Be Seen” and started handing out stickers that said “NO THANKS, I’M TOO COOL FOR THAT FUEL.” Chad didn’t think it was cool at first, but when Brad started winning pizza coupons for his presentations, Chad joined too.
Now they go around schools wearing matching neon shirts that say “STAY RAD, NOT SAD.” It’s painfully awkward, but you know what? It works.
Moral of the story: drugs make you less rad than rolling into a trash can sober.
