Enter The Vu

Continuing in my series of things that inspire me, I present for your viewing pleasure Tom Vu. I posted about him before a couple of years back, and thought I'd share him again. My friends, this new video is glorious.

A few of the infinite number of reasons to believe Tom Vu:

Tom Vu has a fucking helicopter.
Tom Vu's system helps people with amazing mustaches.
Tom Vu rolls with a posse of girls from Poison videos.
Tom Vu is a successful poker player, who are well known for their trustworthiness.
Tom Vu says don't listen to your friends. They're losers.
Tom Vu took time out of his important yacht trip to share his knowledge with you, so you know he's telling the truth.

Go ahead, watch it. Capture the eye of the tiger. And if you happen to be a refugee living in a crowded shanty house somewhere wondering how you are going to make ends meet, fret not my friend. Tom Vu has an answer for you.

This guy brings joy to my life for the few minutes I can witness his glorious financial independence manifest in material form. And I now believe that one day I will be able to stand in a driveway and pretend I live in the house at the end of it.

When Murderers Forget Raincoats

Todays forecast: 70% chance of booyaka shots.

(via myconfinedspace)

Not right, Mr. Christ. Not right at all.

(via PCL Link Dump)

Baby Do's And Don'ts

Some important tips for you new parents out there..

Lots more HERE...

When Disney Met Lucas

Star Wars - Disney mashups are the holy grail of copyright infringement. I can almost feel the laser of some corporate satellite arming as I think about making some of my own.

(via neatorama)

Please, Belt. Don't Hurt em.

Dear Internet:

I can't find anything to post or write about. And I blame you.

Seriously, guy. You've got to give me something. I need more. Give me some creepy robots. A handful of lasers. More mustaches. More Bollywood/Turkish/Japanese shenanigans from the 1970's. Something, dammit.

I guess what I'm getting at is that until you strike me with inspiration, I will post the things that inspire me. So without further ado, I give you the best intro to the best film of all time.

Black Belt Jones for President!!!!!!

(more BBJ tom foolery here, here, and here..)

Sinophobia

A few years ago, a fearmongering video called Do You Know blew up on youtube by tapping into a very popular new national pastime here in the US, fear of China.

The video itself isn't that great but Scott Blaszak made a parody of it that is so awesome that it makes me want to cry.

This is a repost from my blog but it's so damn funny that I couldn't help it.

Picture Of The Day

When I think of Bob, Paul, and Steve, I think of a 1981 speedcore metal trio from Minnesota that decided to keep their day jobs as floor managers at the tire warehouse until their album takes off.

(via Eatliver)

Breakdancing, Eh?

Leave it to the Canadians to properly bring it back to the old school. Check out this 1985 news story on Canadian breaking crew The Floormasters. These guys should be quarantined for radiating such lethal quantities of deadly awesome. The main guy from the crew looks like Brian Setzer if he went to a costume party dressed as Mork. Sir, I salute you. That haircut could stop suicide bombers. Your crew should be proud to have you as a leader. PS: I like those outfits so much I would stalk them and make them mix-tapes.

The way the anchor says "Hip-Hop" is double plus perfect. You just know he was air-quoting under the desk.

Seagull :1, Old Man :0

Seriously, what is up with all these sinister seagulls?

(via Yayhooray)

Sweet Child Of Mine- Sitar Edition

Check out this totally Boss Indian rendition of GNR's "Sweet Child Of Mine". Imagine if Axl Rose wasn't a douchebag, was Indian, and could actually still sing. I want these guys to drop an album. I'd buy it. Or at least walk by the store then go home and illegally download it.

(via Neatorama)

Pow.

This kid definitely makes my Apocalypse dream team. Cat-like reflexes like those are perfect for fighting republican robot zombie terrorists that creep up on you when you least expect it.

Drunk History vol. 1 - Featuring Michael Cera

My boy Mr. Awesome's brother Jordan put him on to this video, and all I can say is, holy shit. This is the funniest thing I've seen in fucking forever. I hope they keep doing these. This further proves Michael Cera is the bossest teenager on the planet. Check it out..hilarious as well as educational.

Zach Galifianakis:The Snuggler

Check out this awesome skit from The Tim and Eric show..Zach Galifianakis + Miami grandmother jean shorts = dopest superhero ever. The mid-air dance is double-plus bananas. I can't wait for the feature length movie.

Cat:1, Kid: 0

Cats are the ninjas of the domesticated animal kingdom.

(via yayhooray)

Hurray!

One year closer to Armageddon, booyah! Peace the fuck out, 2007. 2008 is officially pumping up the jams from now on. I hope 2008 is full of good things. I hope that I can finally stop working and become a professional poker player/sarcasm consultant to the rich and humorless. No more monkeys in the white house. More monkeys on television sitcoms. I hope to quit smoking those delicious cigarettes this year even though they keep getting better and better. I want 2008 to be the year I finally learn some kind of lethal karate move. I want to blog more. I also hope to learn something cool and pretentious like origami to impress and irritate people simultaneously. But most of all, I hope every one of you have a year that makes you want to breakdance and moonwalk from it's explosive awesomeness. I also want to do a few other things, like..

Hit the gym (and learn to dance like a homosexual robot. )



Find God.



Laugh with the children.



Dress to impress.



And maybe meet a nice girl.

Happy New Year monkiacs!!!