badass

a really cool person. typically me.
boy: “that new girl is such a bad-ss, she’s really cool”

basejumping
ultra-cool motherf-cker.
dirty harry; jules winnfield; frank castle.
the epitome of the american male. he radiates confidence in everything he does, whether it’s ordering a drink, buying a set of wheels, or dealing with women. he’s slow to anger, brutally efficient when fighting back.

the bad-ss carves his own path. he wears, drives, drinks, watches, and listens to what he chooses, when he chooses, where he chooses, uninfluenced by fads or advertising campaigns. bad-ss style is understated but instantly recognizable. like a chopped harley or a good pair of sungl-sses: simple, direct, and functional.
he is a bad-ss.
the bad-ss is an uncommon man of supreme style. he does what he wants, when he wants, where he wants. you won’t find him on facebook, mysp-ce, msn et cetera because he is probably out being cool somewhere. he might be on a motorcycle, but it’s probably not a harley or a crotch rocket because he won’t spend that much money to be accepted. traditionally, he will smoke, but it’s not necessary at all. he feels no obligation whatsoever to justify his beliefs, values, convictions, morals et cetera with anyone. he likes his music because it sounds cool to him. you won’t find him if you look for him because there is no sure way to identify him. one does not think that he is bad-ss; he knows it and that’s that. alternatively, a bad-ss is the complete opposite of a douchebag.

likely to be found in a popular pub taking your money on the pool table then buying you a beer with it, you won’t identify him by his clothing because there is no bad-ss uniform. he’s probably not sporting the latest fad, he’s not wearing $200 jeans, and he doesn’t have frosted hair. he’s always up for a challenge, he’ll probably succeed and he seems to be good at everything. but at the same time, the bad-ss att-tude is like: “ok well i don’t give a sh-t”.

genuinely intriguing and intrigued by others, he radiates confidence in everything he does and fears n-body. he won’t pick a fight but do not f-ck with him, because he will beat the sh-t out of you with his bare hands. he’s taken more punches to the face than you have, and he’s probably busted a few knuckles (on more than just the kitchen cabinets in the dark). treats people with respect up to the point where they cross the line with him. keeps his cool but won’t be pushed around. he does not justify insecurities by bringing others down; he’ll accept everyone to have as much fun as he is having regardless of what they look like.

in general: the behavior and appearance of the bad-ss are as unique and indescribable as he is, because he is not part of a group or cl-ss, he’s too cool for words. he’s f-cking bad-ss.

by the way, just because dane cook claims to be a bamf, that does not make him a bad-ss. that makes him a douchebag. do you get it now?
1. girl: “that guy is so bad-ss, what’s his name?”

2. guy: “hey that dude just threw three bull’s-eyes in a row then slammed a beer, he’s pretty f-cking bad-ss.”

3. douchebag: “hey man, look i just bought a (hummer, corvette, harley….etc), i’m bad-ss now aren’t i?”
a bad-ss isn’t someone wears ripped leather jackets, a bad-ss isn’t someone who breaks stuff to look tough, and a bad-ss isn’t someone who fights for the fun of fighting. that’s the definition of a poser. being a bad-ss is completely different.

unspoken rules of being bad-ss:
1. first rule of being a bad-ss. a bad-ss does not talk about being a bad-ss. period.

2. second rule of being a bad-ss, a bad-ss does not try to be a bad-ss or look tough. a bad-ss simply is a bad-ss.

3. a bad-ss stays true to themselves, always. this means being themselves for themselves, and not being fake to impress others.

4. a bad-ss does not give up. bad-sses will always push themselves for the better, no matter how hard it gets.

5. a bad-ss is not a jerk. a bad-ss does not prey on the weak, and shows kindness in return to those who are kind.

6. a bad-ss knows his/her limits. don’t be stupid, you’re not superman, you’ll die if you jump off a building.

7. a bad-ss does not make enemies or go looking for fights. they do not fights that aren’t worth fighting either.

any breaking of these rules is grounds revoking of the status of being a bad-ss. if this happens, a bad-ss must once again prove they are worthy of being bad-ss by following the rules. a bad-ss can only be determined by the opinions of others.
poser jock: “look at my muscles, i can bench 250lbs, i could knock any of you b/c i’m so bad-ss!”

bad-ss: “alright. prove it.”

-poser jock makes a beeline at the bad-ss and throws a punch that misses the bad-ss, and ends up hitting the wall.-

poser jock: “oww, my hand!”

-bad-ss throws one quick punch to the gut, knocking the poser jock out cold.”

nerd #1: “look, he punched that poser jock out! he’s such a bad-ss!”

-bad-ss says nothing-

nerd #2: “he’s following rule number one, he’s definitely a bad-ss!”

-bad-ss says nothing again-
a person who defines supreme confidance, nearly divine abilty, and a frequent disregard for authority. very few bad-sses live in the current era, but are portrayed frequently in the media. the difference between the standard bad-ss and a regular hero (or villan, bad guys might, reasonably enough, actually have an easier time being bad-ss) take james bond, for example. he is not a bad-ss. he acts out of loyalty, he is not particularly capeble, and he is just a tad bit too perfect to be a bad-ss. dirty harry is a bad-ss. he has absolutely no loyalty to anone except his own version of justice. he kills anyone who even bends said rules, and does it without anything even resembling restraint. he is also completely devoid of fear. villans can be bad-ss, but it works differently for them. take darth vader, for instance. he is not particularly bad-ss, because he has this complex loyalty thing going on. however, vicous from cowboy bebop is a bad-ss, because he doesn’t care if its his own mother who’s crossing him, he’ll kill him/her anyway. oddly enough, evil bad-sses often come off as strangly aristocratic, as their uncaring actions and dignified personalities combined with the standard perfect grooming and flowing garments of any good archvillan gives them a rather regal aura.
in the movie saw, two men panicked when presented with torture and death, and were forced into a vicous cycle of parinoia and pain.
a bad-ss would have heard “i’m going to kill your wife and kids at 6pm” and laid back and waited, warning mr. jigsaw that should he even consider messing with anyone of any importance to him, party b (for bad-ss) would gut party a (for -sshole) like a fish. then, once he inevitably escaped, would torture mr. jigsaw into a quivering puddle of madness, no doubt through the amputation of various limbs followed by force feeding said limbs to their previous owner until said owner’s stomach explodes.
awesome to an extreme level, thereby leveraging unquestionable authority.
sam elliott’s mustache = bad-ss
-o’brien, william j.

rank and organization: lieutenant colonel, u.s. army, 1st battalion, 105th infantry, 27th infantry division. place and date: at saipan, marianas islands, 20 june through 7 july 1944. entered service at: troy, n.y. birth: troy, n.y. g.o. no.: 35, 9 may 1945. citation: for conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at the risk of his life above and beyond the call of duty at saipan, marianas islands, from 20 june through 7 july 1944. when -ssault elements of his platoon were held up by intense enemy fire, lt. col. o’brien ordered 3 tanks to precede the -ssault companies in an attempt to knock out the strongpoint. due to direct enemy fire the tanks’ turrets were closed, causing the tanks to lose direction and to fire into our own troops. lt. col. o’brien, with complete disregard for his own safety, dashed into full view of the enemy and ran to the leader’s tank, and pounded on the tank with his pistol b-tt to attract 2 of the tank’s crew and, mounting the tank fully exposed to enemy fire, lt. col. o’brien personally directed the -ssault until the enemy strongpoint had been liquidated. on 28 june 1944, while his platoon was attempting to take a bitterly defended high ridge in the vicinity of donnay, lt. col. o’brien arranged to capture the ridge by a double envelopment movement of 2 large combat battalions. he personally took control of the maneuver. lt. col. o’brien crossed 1,200 yards of sniper-infested underbrush alone to arrive at a point where 1 of his platoons was being held up by the enemy. leaving some men to contain the enemy he personally led 4 men into a narrow ravine behind, and killed or drove off all the j-panese manning that strongpoint. in this action he captured s machineguns and one 77-mm. fieldpiece. lt. col. o’brien then organized the 2 platoons for night defense and against repeated counterattacks directed them. meanwhile he managed to hold ground. on 7 july 1944 his battalion and another battalion were attacked by an overwhelming enemy force estimated at between 3,000 and 5,000 j-panese. with bl–dy hand-to-hand fighting in progress everywhere, their forward positions were finally overrun by the sheer weight of the enemy numbers. with many casualties and ammunition running low, lt. col. o’brien refused to leave the front lines. striding up and down the lines, he fired at the enemy with a pistol in each hand and his presence there bolstered the spirits of the men, encouraged them in their fight and sustained them in their heroic stand. even after he was seriously wounded, lt. col. o’brien refused to be evacuated and after his pistol ammunition was exhausted, he manned a .50 caliber machinegun, mounted on a jeep, and continued firing. when last seen alive he was standing upright firing into the j-p hordes that were then enveloping him. some time later his body was found surrounded by enemy he had killed his valor was consistent with the highest traditions of the service.

this man won the medal of honor for his actions. lt.col.o’brien is bad-ss. calling a “gangsta” a bad-ss is just a joke.

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