I keep seeing Radel referred to as the "Cocaine Congressman," because nothing is zingier on the interwebs than an alliterative scandal. Just reflect upon it: if Radel had been busted buying marijuana, then the resulting "Pot-Smoking Official" headlines wouldn't carry nearly the same weight or LOLishness.
So what I'm saying is this: don't invite these things. If you are a librarian, for instance, don't get photographed breast feeding your infant on the floor in the middle of the shoe department at Neiman Marcus, because then you'll forever be the "Lactating Librarian." The EMT who exposes himself to passers by will become "The Flashing Fireman." If I went on a wild, angel dust-fueled rampage, I would have to endure "PCPPSP" jibes for the rest of my life.
The moral of this story is choose your vices carefully.
Oh, and by the way, while it is true that Radel has been making faces where he sucks in his lips, he has yet to make a truly FROWNY Sucked-In Lips Face.