Addicus Da Bomb!

September 12, 2025

Yo homies, sorry I’ve been MIA for so long, but I’ve been busy thinking about the Lions and crypto and civil war and the pointlessness of life and stuff.

My shrink was like, “Yo, Bomb, you need to chill bro!” And I was like, “Hey, Dr. Demento, I told you, my name is Raddicus now!” But then I thought about what he said and some of his quacking actually made sense. So…

I got a dawg, yo! He’s a German Shepherd and he’s a total bad ass! I named him Bismark after a rad German general in the Vietnam War or something like that. I know, bomb, right!?

Anyway, I’m bringing him back to UCD with me and it’s going to be awesome when everyone sees me walking around the campus with a badass guard dog! Did you know German Shepherds have more bite force than Pitbulls!? Now when that gang of Japanese ninja girls comes to take my lunch money, they’re gonna be like, “Oh snap! A German Shepherd!” and run for their lives.

If any of you have $6K to spend and want to get a German Shepherd yourself, hit me up and I’ll hook you up with my breeder next time I run into him at the gas station where he hangs out!

April 26, 2025

Yo homies! I just finished the Salt Lake City Marathon! My time was a little off my goal, but the altitude in Salt Lake is 4327 feet, which I’m pretty sure is just a few feet less than the moon, so it was hella hard to breathe, yo!

My homie Kai was supposed to run it with me, but he says he hurt his calf and was all like, “Sorry, Raddicus, I gotta bale on that marathon I talked you into, but don’t worry, you can still sleep on my dope ass couch!”

I’m still glad I did it though, because the race was totally rad and I got to spend time in Utah and there’s a ton of mad virtuous girls here, yo! Before the race they were all like, “Yo, Raddicus, could we marry you so we can kiss?” But I was like, “Women weaken knees, yo!” So I couldn’t do it, but I still got engaged to five of them, which they said means we can hold hands now as long as we keep them three feet away from our waists. So tonight is going to be wild, yo!

Anyway, your boi is as sore as Mario after DK bowled his ass over with a barrel now. Twenty-six point two miles is no joke, yo! I wish I could use the ice bath at my compound back in SD, but at least my homie Kai says I can use the moldy bathtub in his apartment if I pay him 50 bucks for the water and a tray of ice cubes. He even said he’d throw in a big kitchen bag full of garbage to elevate my feet on his couch. That’s my homie, yo!

November 7, 2024

Yo, my fellow American homies! Guess what? I decided to change career paths from Crytpo King to President of the United States!!

You’re probably thinking, but don’t you have to have like qualifications and stuff for that? I know, I did too! But it turns out, you don’t! I was watching the Internet the other day and this guy who’s like a felon and a rapist and I think maybe has special needs is President now! So I was like, hey I should do that!

I think once you get that job you get to keep it for like two years or something, but the guy I saw on the Internet is like 150 years old and I think he has radiation poison or something cause he’s orange, so he’s probably gonna kick it before his two years are up.

So I’m putting together my campaign team now and making all kinds of cool merch and swag cause I saw a lot of videos of the people who gave that old Oompa Loompa the job and they really seem to like that stuff.

So, stay tuned homies! It’s gonna be rad!!!

October 21, 2024

Yo homies! I know it’s been a long time since I posted anything here, but I’ve been hella busy with college and crypto and parlays and all kinds of other rad stuff. But I had to post now because I got BIG news: I’m rebranding, yo!

You probably don’t know what that means cuz you’re not taking Intro to Marketing at a Ivy League school like I am, but it’s all about staying in touch with the times. Like back in the 20th century when everyone was like, “We’re sick of words, yo!” there was this midget named Prince who was also a singer who said “Yo, my name ain’t Prince no more,” because Prince was a word and all, and he changed his name to a symbol. Rad!

So I did some market research and you’re not going to believe this, but people aren’t saying “That’s da bomb!” like they used to. Crazy, right!? According to my research (and I asked both Mario and Luigi) people like saying “Rad!” way more these days. And when I asked my marketing teacher why addicusdabomb.com was averaging only two visitors a month he was like, “That’s cuz nobody wants to type all those letters in your domain name, yo!”

So here’s the 411: Your boi is changing his name from Da Bomb to Raddicus!!! Ain’t that da bo— I mean rad!?

My marketing teacher says that sometimes people resist rebrands at first, like with the midget formerly known as Prince or New Coke. But after they get used to it, they’re like, “Yo, this new brand is way better than the old brand!”

I hired Squirtle to be my new PR agent and he said he’s going to come up with all kinds of hype and press and merch to promote my new brand. So be sure to come back here soon to make sure you get first dibs on the raddest Raddicus swag!

March 11, 2024

Wazzzup homies!? Bet you thought Da Bomb got got by Squirtle or abducted by aliens or burst into flames of formless radness or something. Wrong, yo!

I traveled millions of virtual miles to a mysterious and exotic world—like Bruce Wayne—to study the secret art of Crypto! You probably never heard of it cause it’s so mysterious and exoctic and all, and if I tried to teach it to you your brain would probally melt. But all you really need to know is it is a powerful magic power that turns pennies into fat stacks and makes you rich as f*ck!

But here’s the best news: your boi Da Bomb is going to share the power of his magical power with you! That’s right, because you are reading this, you are one of the first and only people in the world with access to Bombcoin!

Now like I said, I can’t really explain it to you because the knowledge would probably break your brain, but, trust me, you want it!  So Venmo all the money you have to @BombMeBro and get ready to be rich as f*ck!!!

You’re still reading this? What’s wrong with you, homie!? You probably just lost about $100K reading this paragraph. Okay, here’s a FAQ to answer any stupid questions you might have. But you better read fast, homie! The price of Bombcoin is rising by the second!

Q: What is Bombcoin?
A: Yo, if you don’t get it, you don’t get it.

Q: How can I get Bombcoin?
A: Bombcoin is so bomb, it’s not on any of the lamestream crypto exchanges. It’s only available to the Bombnescenti in very limited supply, directly from your boi, Da Bomb! I’m busting it out for the crazy cheap price of 💣$.000012 = $1 USD. You can will Venmo your order to @BombMeBro. But act fast homies, that price is going to shoot up faster than Mario on super mushrooms.

Q: What can I buy with Bombcoin?
A: Stop thinking like a fungible old grampa, yo! Bombcoin isn’t part of the archaic pay for something/get something paradigm. Bombcoin doesn’t pay for “things” or “services” or any of that tangible shit, yo. Don’t ask what can you buy with Bombcoin. Ask how Bombcoin is going to make you rich as f*ck?

Q: How is Bombcoin going to make me rich as f*ck?
A: That’s a really stupid question, yo. Ever hear of a little thing called supply and demand? Bomb bros like you buy up Bombcoin ➡️ Whack losers who didn’t listen to me want Bombcoin ➡️ You sell them Bombcoin for 10,000 times what you paid for it ➡️ You get rich as f*ck.

Q: Can I get a refund for my Bombcoin purchase?
A: Hahahaha! You’ll be too rich to care about things like refunds anymore. Those are for losers who need to watch their spending and balance their budgets.

Q: Didn’t you lose $100 betting on the Detroit Lions to win the Super Bowl this year?
A: No.

April 15, 2022

Yo homesfries, Happy Bombday! That’s right, your boi is 17 today! I’m trippin’ because it feels like only yesterday I was 16. But life is crazy like that, yo. It’s like, “Yo, Father Time, slow dat shit down, homes!” At this pace, I’m gonna be 18 in like a year or something.

But guess what, homies? I got some big news for you. This morning I was opening my presents and my Moms was all like, “Yo, Bomb, happy birthday and all but did you ever think about doing something for other people instead of just thinking about yourself all the time?” And I was like, “Moms, you are one whack old lady!”

But, it’s like they say, even a broken clock is right a few times a year. So, I started thinking, it is kind of selfish of me to keep so much of my Bombness to myself. So, in honor of my Bombday, I’m giving you all four minutes and forty-six seconds of pure Bomb bliss. That’s right, I’m gonna let you watch one of the classics from early in my film career.

Even though they’ve been begging me for years, I told Apple TV and Netflix and all them lamestream media companies they can’t have the rights to my work. So this is going directly from my vault to my fans. Happy Bombday, yo! How you like me now Moms!? 

November 30, 2021

Hey homies, just got back from visiting my cousins in Philly for Thanksgiving! That’s right, four days of games, movies, football, and all the farro and vegan sausage your boi could eat! My moms even said I could have three grams of sugar a day for the special occasion. I felt just like a pilgrim, yo!

So after dinner on Friday my uncle was all like, “Hey who wants to run a shirtless He-man Half Mile around the block?” He’s always saying whack shit like, “You should turn yourself in if you run over someone with your car” and “Jesus existed” so I was like, “Whatevs, Uncle Fruitcake.”

But then my two cousins were like, “Yo, let’s do it!” and you know Da Bomb wasn’t gonna let those two She-ra’s out He-man him.

But Philadelphia is like in the Arctic or the ice caps or something, so when that hella cold wind hit our skin, my cousins were like, “Bomb, we’re not gonna make it! Please help us!” But all I heard was “Bomb w—” cos I was running faster than the speed of sound and I left their frozen asses in the dust!

The whackest thing of all is my cousin Lex—who thinks he’s like Speedy Gonzalez or something—thought he actually beat me to the finish line! He had no idea that I was on my third lap when he was finishing his first, yo! I was flying so fast they never even saw me pass them all, twice! 

Don’t tell them though, homies. Da Bomb gots to keep his Bombness on the down low with them cause they get all jealous and insecure and stuff.

July 20, 2020

Hey Pops, guess you won’t be telling me what I have to eat now, yo! 155 LBS, BOOM! It’s nothing but Saltine crackers and Diet Country Time Lemonade for Da Bomb from here on out.Uncle Mike gave me all kinds of tips on how to starve myself and lose all my body fat so I can get down to 3 percent. I’m talkin’ legit 3 percent, yo, not Pops on ganja 3 percent.

He said pushing myself beyond my limits like he did will leave me a physical wreck by the time I’m 50, but that’ll be in like 2099 or something, so who cares, yo!?

July 18, 2019

Hey homies, checking in from the City of Brotherly Love, where Da Bomb is burning it up on the track, yo!

I went to the track with my cuzin Lex to see how fast we could each run a mile. He was like some big high school track star, so he was all like, “I was a big high school track star, so I’m faster than you.” And I was like, “We’ll see about that, yo!”

Long story short, I was about to pass him in the final lap, but then I started feeling all guilty and what not about breaking his spirit. So I eased up and let him finish ahead of me. I even started making some noises like a dying wildebeest to make it convincing.

Anyway, he finished in 5:15 and I finished in 5:41, but he’s like 27 or something now so I’m cool with dat. When I get my body fat down to 3% like my pops I’ll come back and smoke him.

July 15, 2020

My sister is like my biggest fan, yo! Much love, sis. I could not have done everything I have without your support!

July 15, 2020

Yo homies, I just found the BOMBEST book at the airport gift shop. I’m going to read it the whole way to Philly. My cuzins are going to love me, yo!