The radish spirit was tired of people assuming he wasn't cool. Just because he was a little slow getting around didn't mean he wasn't hip and with it, groovy and fly, the bomb dot com. The solution? Rad tats, yo! Home skillet got some dope ink. He's on the up and up! Now all the young whipper snappers give him props... or whatever the kids are calling it these days. Please note: Non-tat version available too.
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