The gift of a laugh (or several), presented to you by HEAD Tennis and Novak Djokovic, with a little help from poodles, boy bands, seals, Navy SEALs, air bourne water tanks and two commentators.
This viral is popularly known as the 'HEAD commercial' or the 'HEAD Speed Viral'. Note the difference between how he first celebrates the shot at 0.16 (disbelieving), and then how he celebrates it at the end at 1.52 (pumped). Oh, and he starts running after the fourth shot as soon as he hits it (0.09), just as if he knows 'Svensson' is going to smash it into the stands.
Enjoy yourself.
HEAD Tennis makes Tennis paraphernalia, and Novak Djokovic is currently the fourth best player in the Men's game.
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Thursday, 4 June 2009
Thursday, 25 September 2008
Help! My text book is in Latin!
Hello, again :)
Yes, I know I should be studying, thank you. I've actually even confirmed the syllabus. I also know 'studying' entails more than just staring at the cover page, and then the index. However, I've given it up as a bad job. Seriously, it's all incomprehensible gibberish.
How is it possible that after an entire half- semester of attending almost every accounts class regularly, I still cannot fathom what's been printed in the book? There's no other explanation for it- I mean, I know I'm rubbish at Math and stuff, but seriously, this is taking it a little too far (shh!)- I think they've printed it in Latin. (I said, hush!)
It's all a conspiracy. They just want to trip poor unsuspecting students into doing quant- based subjects again and again. It's their secret torture weapon. Didn't I always say Math teachers are terrorists in disguise? Well, look, here you have the proof! They get all these books printed in obscure foreign languages, to baffle people like me, and then a few chosen ones actually get the classified codes to solve the questions. They're building an army to take over the world.
I know.
Meanwhile, another case has been solved. Did you always want to know what happened between spinner Harbhajan Singh of the Mumbai Indians and paceman Shanthakumaran Sreesanth of the Kings XI Punjab during their Indian Premier League tie at Mohali? Here is the sensational answer!
Yes, I know I should be studying, thank you. I've actually even confirmed the syllabus. I also know 'studying' entails more than just staring at the cover page, and then the index. However, I've given it up as a bad job. Seriously, it's all incomprehensible gibberish.
How is it possible that after an entire half- semester of attending almost every accounts class regularly, I still cannot fathom what's been printed in the book? There's no other explanation for it- I mean, I know I'm rubbish at Math and stuff, but seriously, this is taking it a little too far (shh!)- I think they've printed it in Latin. (I said, hush!)
It's all a conspiracy. They just want to trip poor unsuspecting students into doing quant- based subjects again and again. It's their secret torture weapon. Didn't I always say Math teachers are terrorists in disguise? Well, look, here you have the proof! They get all these books printed in obscure foreign languages, to baffle people like me, and then a few chosen ones actually get the classified codes to solve the questions. They're building an army to take over the world.
I know.
Meanwhile, another case has been solved. Did you always want to know what happened between spinner Harbhajan Singh of the Mumbai Indians and paceman Shanthakumaran Sreesanth of the Kings XI Punjab during their Indian Premier League tie at Mohali? Here is the sensational answer!
Thursday, 20 September 2007
Cut the crap!
Ooof! These kids! They never listen! When we were your age we never talked back to our parents! – blah, blah, blah –
September 20, 2007
Parents of India
All parents,
Cities of My Country,
India,
Asia,
Earth,
Solar System,
Milky Way,
This Universe
Attention: This is very, no, VERY IMPORTANT
Dear Parents of India,
Subject: CUT THE CRAP
We have decided to address your concerns about the defects in us, your teenagers, which you have been kind enough to bring to our notice every hour of every day.
As we understand it, your major concerns are the following:
1. We don’t listen to you.
2. We talk back to you.
3. We don’t stand at attention every time you come into a room.
4. We spend long hours on our cell phones.
5. We spend even longer hours on the Internet.
6. We listen to loud music.
7. We don’t dress ‘appropriately’
8. We don’t have much time to spare for you.
Well, we would first of all like to apologize for the inconvenience caused (we really, really do regret it).
Secondly, we would like to offer you the reasons for the defect in your (pun intended) product. They are the following:
We would like to point out, that when you were our age, you didn’t know about or see half the things we do right now. A few examples will make this amply clear:
a) How many people did you know when you were ‘our age’ who regularly did(drug) joints?
b) Or were abused in any form (physically, mentally, and Oh my God! Sexually),
c) Or even someone who has grown up in a broken home?
Our recently concluded survey tells us that every urban teenager at least knows 1 drug abuser, and has been abused in some form or the other, or watched it happen to some one else, and has either grown up in a broken home, or has seen close friends or relatives struggle with such a lifestyle.
To your complaint that we talk back to you, we would respectfully like to point out that if you’re not making sense, well, you’re not making sense. We do not discriminate between our friends and our parents, and consider it our duty to tell you where you went wrong and guide you towards enlightenment.
You also expressed concern over the excessive (or so you say) time we spend on the cell phone or the internet, and the minimal (or so you say) time we spend with you.
Here, we would like to bring to your attention the fact that we prefer the company of defected pieces like ourselves, rather than be continually reminded of our inadequacy in the exalted company of perfection- honed- to- the- T that you are.
You have also expressed anger at the fact that you spend fretful nights worrying about our dressing sense, and our habit of loud music.
We would like to address this problem by informing you that we cannot always dress in saries and shervanies, as India is a country which lies in the semi- temperate climate zone, and due to this it’s generally very hot along with either sultry or dry, depending on whether we live close to the sea or not, and also that we don’t want to look like we belong to some random Ram- leela group.
Lastly, we would like to express our regrets at the fact that you don’t enjoy our music, but would also like to inform you that we have to maintain our dignity within our social circle of defects, and that is indelibly connected with our musical tastes. We therefore have to hone these skills everyday by listening to our music at a deafening volume. So just stuff it.
With this, we hope we have addressed all you concerns, and we are looking forward to a long and fruitful relationship with you.
Respectfully yours,
Mixedblessings89
Spokesperson
Teenagers of India Inc.
September 20, 2007
Parents of India
All parents,
Cities of My Country,
India,
Asia,
Earth,
Solar System,
Milky Way,
This Universe
Attention: This is very, no, VERY IMPORTANT
Dear Parents of India,
Subject: CUT THE CRAP
We have decided to address your concerns about the defects in us, your teenagers, which you have been kind enough to bring to our notice every hour of every day.
As we understand it, your major concerns are the following:
1. We don’t listen to you.
2. We talk back to you.
3. We don’t stand at attention every time you come into a room.
4. We spend long hours on our cell phones.
5. We spend even longer hours on the Internet.
6. We listen to loud music.
7. We don’t dress ‘appropriately’
8. We don’t have much time to spare for you.
Well, we would first of all like to apologize for the inconvenience caused (we really, really do regret it).
Secondly, we would like to offer you the reasons for the defect in your (pun intended) product. They are the following:
We would like to point out, that when you were our age, you didn’t know about or see half the things we do right now. A few examples will make this amply clear:
a) How many people did you know when you were ‘our age’ who regularly did(drug) joints?
b) Or were abused in any form (physically, mentally, and Oh my God! Sexually),
c) Or even someone who has grown up in a broken home?
Our recently concluded survey tells us that every urban teenager at least knows 1 drug abuser, and has been abused in some form or the other, or watched it happen to some one else, and has either grown up in a broken home, or has seen close friends or relatives struggle with such a lifestyle.
To your complaint that we talk back to you, we would respectfully like to point out that if you’re not making sense, well, you’re not making sense. We do not discriminate between our friends and our parents, and consider it our duty to tell you where you went wrong and guide you towards enlightenment.
You also expressed concern over the excessive (or so you say) time we spend on the cell phone or the internet, and the minimal (or so you say) time we spend with you.
Here, we would like to bring to your attention the fact that we prefer the company of defected pieces like ourselves, rather than be continually reminded of our inadequacy in the exalted company of perfection- honed- to- the- T that you are.
You have also expressed anger at the fact that you spend fretful nights worrying about our dressing sense, and our habit of loud music.
We would like to address this problem by informing you that we cannot always dress in saries and shervanies, as India is a country which lies in the semi- temperate climate zone, and due to this it’s generally very hot along with either sultry or dry, depending on whether we live close to the sea or not, and also that we don’t want to look like we belong to some random Ram- leela group.
Lastly, we would like to express our regrets at the fact that you don’t enjoy our music, but would also like to inform you that we have to maintain our dignity within our social circle of defects, and that is indelibly connected with our musical tastes. We therefore have to hone these skills everyday by listening to our music at a deafening volume. So just stuff it.
With this, we hope we have addressed all you concerns, and we are looking forward to a long and fruitful relationship with you.
Respectfully yours,
Mixedblessings89
Spokesperson
Teenagers of India Inc.
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