
CALL NOW!*
The Rad Boys Are Coming to the Odeon Field in
New Hampton!
CALL NOW!
Tickets Have Just Gone on Sale!
CALL NOW!
* Please Note: The band "the
Rad Boys" is in no way affiliated with SBC,
its employees or its shareholders. That SBC happens
to have a commercial portraying excited pre-teen
and teenaged girls attempting to obtain tickets
that have just gone on sale to a "Rad Boys"
concert illustrating that SBC's operators are "ready
for anything" is purely a coincidence.
"The Rad Boys" is,
in fact, a real band. Apparently, SBC's legal department
did not attempt to check on this before filming
and airing their commercial.
Despite this, we in no way
want SBC or its shareholders to think we are angry
or that we are considering legal action. This was
purely an understandble mixup.
However, we do feel that a few
clarifications need to be made about "the Rad
Boys":
We are not a "boy band."
Our primary audience is not pre-teen and teenaged
girls, but middle-aged men and women. Our music
is mostly slow jazz with a classical influence.
We have three horn players, a bassist, a classical
guitarist and a drummer. The six members of "the
Rad Boys" range in age from 35 to 58. We called
ourselves "the Rad Boys" in an attempt
to be ironic and make ourselves feel young.
Despite these facts, thousands
of curious pre-teen and teenaged girls have called
our homes in attempts to obtain CDs of our music.
Unfortunately, the members
of "the Rad Boys" are registered sex offenders,
recently paroled after serving several years for
child molestation.
In fact, child molestation
is what brought us together. After enduring years
of therapy in prison, we found that making music
together was the only way to control our demon-like
hunger for young girls, earning us an early parole.
We've been clean for two years,
so you can imagine our shock when we saw a commercial
featuring thousands of young girls screaming and
begging to get tickets to see us play.
Rob, the drummer, who was the
one guy on the edge when he was paroled -- honestly,
we didn't think he should have been -- yelled "Jackpot!"
Tim, the bassist, who had developed
a pretty bad case of the shakes over the past two
years, bellowed "I am free again!"
The three horn players immediately
shed their pants.
It crossed our mind to actually
throw a concert, to, you know, invite young girls
to our concert.
We'd give them backstage passes.
They wouldn't have to know
that we're middle-aged men. Some of us could pass
for late 20's, early 30s.
When the girls started calling
in mobs, we had to lock up Rob. In fact, he's still
locked up. He might be dead. I'm afraid to check
the smell is awful either way.
The horn players have yet to
pull their pants back up.
This is honestly torture. One
girl calls me and says: "are you the Rad Boys?"
"Um, yes..." "Oh god! I can't believe
it!" she says, "I'm talking to the Rad
Boys! Can I please please please come over and listen
to you guys play! I'd do anything for a ticket
to your concert."
Seriously, what the hell am
I supposed to say to that?
Say you love riding roller
coasters. I mean, really, truly love to ride coasters,
like it's the only thing that makes you feel like
a man, and some guy comes to you and says "here's
a lifetime pass to all the roller coasters in the
world" what would you do?
Your ass would be riding roller
coasters.
I bet she's got really pretty
hair. I bet it smells like strawberries.
And yet all we wanted to do
was play music.
Which we'll be doing at the
Odeon Field in New Hampton
Call now.