All I want for my birthday

In answer to Stiletto‘s inquiry, all I want for my birthday is this:

Well, except for the sock on the jaw. Wouldn’t your life be just intrinsically cooler if everything you said was witty and subtitled, even if it was just in English?

Ah, but who will be my Nicky?

Anyway, that’s what I want, along with dinner at Delilah’s or yeah, maybe Connor Butler (gotta luv a six foot punk rock blond teddybear chef who greets you with “HEY WOW RAINCOASTER’S HERE!!! I mean he actually calls me raincoaster), and a nice bottle of Bombay Sapphire, Plymouth, or the now-discontinued and hence rare Malacca gin from Tanqueray. Oh, and a bottle of Campari and a bottle of Cinzano red vermouth, because those Negronis aren’t gonna make themselves, baby!

That’s what I want.

What I’ll probably get is something more like this:

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Apache!

Some days the world makes even less sense than usual and you are left with three choices: fight it, float with it, or forward the agenda of mindless insanity that bubbles forth from the accursed, lipless mouth of the blind idiot god Azathoth at the heart of all things.

Guess which we picked!

Ladies and gentlemen: Tommy Seebach and his Danish disco dancers!

and no, they’re not actually topless but it sure can be hard to tell on these old kinescopes, eh?

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and this is your car on drugs

Somebody really wasn’t thinking straight when he tried to lead the cops on a cocaine-fueled high-speed chase. Surprisingly, this comes from the Netherlands, not the never-netherland of hillbilly territory. From the Daily Mail via Gawker.

this is your car on drugs

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Indiana Jones versus Brian Jones

An immortal hero versus a dead rock god? No contest, baby. Indy takes it going away. Highly educational infographic from Tanya, who quite sensibly calls the contest the same way I do. If only all schools had access to charticles like these, eh?

Indiana Jones versus Brian Jones

For more Indianization, check out Indiana Jones and the Call of Cthulhu (an updated classic! Cthulhu and Indy, together again for the first time) and
our two Which Indiana Jones Character Are You Quizzes.

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Sex and the City and the Matrix?

I must have missed that episode. Tell me, dear reader, would Carrie Bradshaw and Neo not have the dumbest, most perfectly styled baby of all time? Also, if that ain’t Laurence Fishburne, who the fuck is it? I recognize the White Rabbit.

Stolen from Cat’s blog.

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