As of July 1, 2011, the "sideways profile picture" has been added to the National Registry of Dating Site Profile Cliches, Vapidity, and Irrelevance. The NRDSPCVI would like to remind everyone to try to eradicate this abominable practice before there is a need for some sort of telethon involving Britney Spears, among others. And please use caution when handling fireworks and orangutans.

But, but, that only leaves a few days
to, uh, er, wha?

We all have to make sacrifices. But it's worth it in the end. Do you want a better world, or do you want one where you have to turn your head sideways to see what somebody looks like?

It's not a difficult choice, for those of us who have sprained our necks more than once.

Well.
I would do anything to avoid
a Britney Spears debacle.
Oh.
Unless, of course, there were
actual tacos involved.

how do I turn my pic sideways ?? I always wanted to be in the "in" crowd

I donno...

I find it to be a valuable "tell" and it lets me know that they ain't all that bright. Saves me some time you know.

Is that what the in crowd does these days? Turn their profile pictures sideways?

well of course. I'm just surprised krupa doesn't have his turned

That's true, but I'd submit that 99% of everything that's in 99% of profiles will serve that same function!

Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze

Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze

Swisha House, Big Pokey and Paul Wall baby

It's the people's champ, I'm something like a baller
The candy paint dripping off of the old school Impala
I'm with that Big Bank Hank, that Poppi Joe and Box
Trunk bump like chicken pox, turn the bass up just a notch
You see them blades choppin', you see that trunk poppin'
H*'s that diss me in the club, the same h*'s in the parking lot boppin'
They see me in the Jag, acting bad with T Ferris
Open mouth and showcase ice, and you gon' see about 20 karats
I'm what they do, you on 5-9 double O
In the Tahoe on 24's, I'm the truth, I got that glow
I'm out that Swisha House with Archie Lee and Couda Bang
Sittin' sideways on swang, the candy paint dripping off the frame
You see me acting bad, I'm showing out and pulling stunts
Say cheese and show my fronts, it's more karats than Bugs Bunny's lunch
It's Paul Wall baby, I got it made
I got a cup full of that oil, and I'm paid plus I'm sittin' sideways

Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze

Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze

What it do
I'm on the block posted up like a mailbox
Slanging licks on the grind, putting money in my socks
A legend in the hood for gold grills and poppin' seals
A icon on the mic for showcasing my verbal skills
I'm in the club posted up with some gang bangers
Still flipping the old school candy Cadillac on swangers
I got a Styrofoam white cup full of that drank
Looking for that dank, my hustle game sharp as a shank
Big bank take little bank, 84's and candy paint
Trying to find some "Honey Love" my macking game is top rank
These h*'s peeping me, ill hustling on the side
Eavesdropping my conversation, trying to figure which car I drive
I'm on the scene strapped up like I was bungee jumping
Hit the corner you hear me bumping
Look at that cold grill and woman
The trunks popped up, my music screwed and chopped
I'm the undisputed king of the parking lot, I'm sittin' sideways

Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze

Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze

Maybe O.J's, h*'s be going crazy when they see me
Sittin' sideways on them 24's
Watch ya h*, watch ya money, watch ya clothes
Single women's out the mold, glidin' like a ice skater
Motor like a snot nose
Suicide drop doors, mono blocks, chop mold
Customized deck, cause the mono block stock lows
Sensei, Don Key, Paul Wall in the place
Heads up when you see us, we gon' put it in ya face
Raised on Scott and Yellow, when I blaze...
Boys smell lemon haze, I ain't the ni**a to settle
I'm that dude with the metal, that get hot as a kettle
From messing 'round with some cat that ain't got it together
Flossing, breaking of the intersection, crossing
Three-wheelin' acting a iz-a** on them Bosses
S.U.C. in the door, M.O.B. on the place
Pull up in the driveway leanin' and I'm sittin' (I'm sittin')

Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze

Yes, I do. But I have not done here, because I was thinking straight, when I pictured me

Oh thank goodness!!! I was at my wit's end with this problem!

My picture is upside down now. Upside down pictures are cool.

Yeah, Lex--Thanks for taking on the really "big" issues.

I can't help but wonder why something so irrelevant needs an "official notice."

(Note the Pedantic Clause of 2001 as reference.)

Because only the NRDSPCVI is qualified to tell us what's relevant and what's not. For years, we have been wasting our time thinking about problems that DO NOT EVEN EXIST, like politics, religion, reality TV, and Guatemalan restaurants. It is time that we directed our attention to important things. Like the plight of the noble llama in Peru.

Are you the founder of the NRDSPCVI ? Be honest, now!

No, I'm just the cartoon spokesperson.