Emo

Embarrassing confession time: I was a teenage emo kid. Granted, this was in the Paleolithic era, so the scene was more about zine-trading and listening to Rites of Spring than, say, buying a Tokio Hotel tee at Hot Topic. Maybe that's why I am alternately fascinated and amused by today's adolescent emo kids. I admire their punky creativity, but the old lady in me can't help but think, "Oh man, you're going to regret those 6-gauge ear plugs someday."

Still, I love to play around with unusual hair colors and makeup, which is why Emo Style Makeover is such a fun time-waster. The kiddy game lets you take a fairly unassuming doll-faced cartoon and transform her into a pierced, wild-haired rocker girl. There are a few drawbacks — you can't change the skin tone, for instance — but if you want a no-commitment way to play dress-up, pop in the My Chemical Romance and have at it.

They start young, don't they? First it's burrowing in a newspaper cone listening to Radiohead, next it's guyliner and morbid poetry. Go outside and enjoy the sun, kitten!

Oh, emos. They seem to really enjoy sighing, crying, and joylessness. This should give them even more reason to be morose. The made-for-television DVD set Now That's What I Call Emo features "the unhippest vloggers of all time, whining about sh*t no one cares about." Sample plaint? "Nobody likes me . . . it kinda turns me on." What's even better? It's available in Sony Betamax for hipsters!

Emo fruits and vegetables critique what passes for emo these days. Emo Melon is pretty cool, but he's no Henri, the emo cat.

Folks down at the emo headquarters might want to rethink this representative who defends their honor. After the 13th "OMG" — okay, she may not have even said one "OMG," but that's all I could hear in my head — I had to stop. You may have a stronger constitution.

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It's interesting that this guy calls his cartoon "Boyfriends I Have Been" because it's as much about the girlfriends he has dated who made him those different types (according to him). Clearly, this guy has no fundamental identity of his own, the poor Emo bastard. (While we're being confessional, I have definitely been Girlfriend # 2.)

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This must be a French cartoon character, what with his existential angst about never having asked to be born drawn. Either that or he's emo.

This is way better than the Virgin Mary on a piece of toast! A New Hampshire man was cutting down an oak tree when he spotted what looked like emo-esque frowny faces in the wood. Duh! If you cut emos, do they not bleed get sad and start sulking? Ummm, yeah! Click here for more salient details.

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If the Food Network wanted to cater to the emo crowd, they could hire these two guys to host quite an entertaining cooking show. In this stop-motion video, one dude makes like three different pancakes, and the other one eats them up behind his back. Then they fight. But it all works out in the end except for one thing—I'm hungry now!

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