Badder than a bullet with a hollow tip full of lemon juice and hydrochloric acid, SuperBad is one-half of the baddest duo to ever kill a bunch of people and wreck stuff for no particular reason.

SuperBad was born somewhere on  America's salty West Coast, and has been driving every inch of both North and South America since the day he could reach the pedals of an American luxury car with a broken broomstick.

SuperBad has his hands in a lot of pots outside of his partnership with Bad Mother; specifically, he owns controlling interest in a pan-continental Pro Wrestling Federation and, through a series of events too complex to reveal here, is currently Canada's ambassador to Argentina.

Wears: Blue sharkskin suit. Italian shoes. Briefs.
Drinks: Double shot of Smirny with a Coke back.
Zodiac: Cancer, the sign of painful wasting diseases.
Defining Moment: Punching Christopher Reeve right in the goddamn throat in 10 Commandments.
Theme Music: My Mood Swings