Do you like scary movies? (see what I did there? No? Fail.)
If so, you could earn yourself $10 000, provided of course that you live in India. Check it:
Ram Gopal Varma‘s “Phoonk 2,” a sequel to his 2008 film of the same name, is about an evil spirit that traumatizes a family. “Anyone who says the movie cannot scare him is going to be put in a theater by himself,” Varma told reporters in Mumbai at an event to promote the movie.
Varma said the film fan who steps up to the challenge will be wired up to a heart monitoring machine as well as a camera that ensures they keep their eyes open during the whole movie.
Readings from the machines will be shown live on a screen outside the cinema, Varma said, and if the contestant succeeds, they will win 500,000 rupees (approximately $10,850).
Always a fan of Aston Martin, and rather partial to some day owning one (ja right. Right after I buy a Gulfstream and an island), I nearly choked on my broke-ass working-class Bovril sarmie when I heard that some clown bought not one, but TEN, limited edition Aston Martin One-77 supercars.
Now we’re not just chatting about any old run of the mill Aston Martin either (is there such a thing?), as mentioned, this is the One-77 supercar – the whole “One-77″ bit means that only 77 are being made.
OK, now this is totally unfair. The Aston Martin One-77 is limited to only 77 units, but when only one customer gets 10 of them, it makes it impossible to have a chance to buy one. Not that we had that chance. Of course the buyer is from Middle East (where else!) and apparently he bought the cars for “The Family.”
When the customer made his demand (10 cars delivered by September), you can imagine that the guys from Aston Martin said this might be impossible. But a cheque of $23,000,000 made it more than possible (as a refresher an One-77 costs $1,4 million).
Oh, and apparently there’s more. There is another guy who asked for two One-77: one to drive and one to hang on the wall as a piece of art.
Firstly, he wrote a cheque for $23mil. WHO writes a cheque for $23mil? Do you? Didn’t think so. (And if you do, can I have one?)
Secondly, did you catch that bit about the other tonsil who plans to HANG THE CAR ON THE WALL AS A PIECE OF ART?
What, a van Gogh not good enough for your bog wall? FHM ran out of Jessica Biel posters? IT’S A SUPERCAR!!!! Not some piece of crap print of a frikkin iceberg or some lame-ass calendar with pictures of puppies!
You know what buddy? F@ck you AND your crappy wall. I hope it falls down and squashes your hydrangeas.
And I’m not alone in being just a teensy-weensy bit jealous – BornRich also recently had a post on the sale. Check out how he tries to be all formal and “Yes well, bravo to him. We wish him and his 10 supercars well and and and…”, but you just KNOW that deep down inside he is so green with envy that it is slowly killing him:
In the normal world of ours, we can only dream of owning “a” supercar, however, to dream of owning 10 supercars, either you’ve got to be a lazy bum with a lot of lazybones or you are someone with a lot of oil wells in the backyard. Of course, the second one sounds better and according to a report, a Middle Eastern buyer has decided to purchase 10 limited edition Aston Martin One-77 supercar for his family. At the 1.7 million price tag, One-77 supercar is limited to just 77 units of these exotic beasts, but owning 10 would mean $23 million. The One-77 is made using a carbon fiber monocoque to keep the weight at an absolute minimum – just 3,300 lbs — and the road-burning power comes from a 7.3-liter V12 making 750-hp with a top speed at 220 mph. So, if you haven’t seen money doing the talks before, I think you just did.
Now there are only 67, thanks to this guy. That’s just greedy, and generally terrible form. What will I buy now if none are available anymore?
Coz that’s what’s stopping me from owning one.
I swear.
Because Frik von F@ckknuckle decided to hang one on his goddamn wall.
Doos.
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Wanna know what all the fuss is about? Here are some pics of one kick-ass wall-hanging:
Click the first image to enlarge the photo and start the gallery
Plenty more pics and wallpapers of this super-chorrie at TopSpeed.
Ever wondered just how much car you can get for $8million?
You have? Well okay then. In that case, here’s one: The Maybach Exelero.
Here’s a snippet from the site where I first read about this: ($8million worth of car, and apparently we’re supposed to give a hoot about the tyres…)
The engineers at Exelero have built a truly amazing supercar. The Maybach Exelero is a one-of-a kind, hand-built, 700 horsepower monster.
The Exelero was originally commissioned by the Fulga Tire Company who wanted to build a car of vast size and capability to prove they could make extra large low profile tyres that could carry 6000 lbs and go 200 mph.
The final cost: 8 million dollars. No other sports car in the world has tyres this large.
What kind of vast size are we talking about? This car is 19 feet long, has 23 inch wheels and a gas mileage of 2.5 mpg at full throttle.
However, the worldwide reaction to the car has been so strong that Mercedes execs admitted they are considering a Maybach two-seater, although officially “there are no immediate plans”.
Yuneec International, a British company working in China, has introduced the E430, the prototype of an electric aircraft that it plans to mass-produce for the global market.
The appeal of the little two-seat airplane is not only its economy–fuel costs about $2 per hour–but its ease of use. Just plug it in to recharge.
There is never a need to deal with messy gasoline or oil, and maintenance is vastly simpler than for a piston aircraft. In flight, the Yuneec is smooth, quiet, and emissions-free. Extra-long wings provide plenty of lift for flights lasting up to two and a half hours between charges.
Deliveries are expected to start in 2011, with a price of about $89,000. www.yuneec.com.
I want one! That should just about take care of my much-complained-about traffic woes. Additionally, I’ll no longer bore you with constant updates of just how long it took me to get to the office this morning. Which I am fully aware is a vital part of your day, but trust me, you’ll be fine. No no, I swear – it’ll take a while to get used to, but you need to be strong – your life MUST go on.
Yuneec E430
Here’s a clip about the little plane in action:
I would pay some SERIOUS cash just to see my boss’s expression when I clunk this thing down in the office driveway.
Tomorrow’s Superena jackpot stands at 125 000 000 Euros. If that’s way too many zeroes for you (no worries – it really is quite a lot) let me put it this way: one hundred and twenty five MILLION Euros, or 180 000 000 US Dollars (again with the zeroes…)
For those of us in sunny South Africa:
Just take a minute to picture THAT amount of cash.
Can you imagine?
I can, and regularly do. Right before I scrape together a spot of cash for petrol…
To those who say “money doesn’t buy happiness” I say “go f@ck yourself. Twice. With a bug rubber …” You get the idea. I’m sure I’d be plenty happy zipping off to the Maldives in my private jet for a weekend on my yacht. “But money can’t buy blah blah blah Zzzzzzzzzzz” go away.
So I’ll allow you to know where to get your tickets on one condition: if you win, you owe me an Aston Martin. I’m not greedy, any Aston Martin will do.
Unless of course I win, then you get ummm… my sincere congratulations.
So to allow you the honour of providing me with what is rightfully mine, click here:
Always a sucker for the latest gadget, the following story definitely piqued my geeky interest (even though snow isn’t exactly what you’d call a regular occurrence in most of South Africa): A recent post by Born Rich stated that from next year skiers/snowboarders will be able to get their frostbitten, mitten-clad paws on the latest in hi-tech goggles. Take a look at what the article had to say:
For the geeky skier who can effortlessly ski like a pro, Recon Instruments is in the midst of designing ski/snowboard goggles which will feature a 15mm diagonal micro display inside the lens to provide you with all that you want to know about your performance, including: real-time speed, jump hang-time, vertical gain/loss, altitude, temperature, and will even include a stopwatch and GPS capability to guide you on the slopes. And if that is not enough, the Recon guys are even trying to enable the goggle’s lens to show you your friend’s location on the slopes. Resort trail maps projected on the inside of your goggles for easy navigation are on the cards too. The Alpine goggles are slated for release in fall of 2010, and will be available in two styles with the difference between the two being in the quality of the lens and resolution of the picture. The goggles will weigh 120 grams, and will be priced between $350 and $450.
How cool is that? Gadgets – gotta love ‘em.
Original post HERE. And while you’re there, be sure to take a good look around – some very cool stuff is on that site.
Do you like the great outdoors, but are concerned about not having a massive comfy bed to snore in?
Fancy hitting the open road, but still like your champagne suitably chilled?
Well, if you had a cool $700 000 to blow on a glorified motorhome you could have got yourself one of these, thereby allaying any “I’m a rich city-slicker” concerns you may have had:
This insane, fully customised motorhome even includes the following:
A television — with access to pay TV, a DVD player and VCR — hangs above the leather passenger seat.
A mahogany desk, which looks like it belongs in a home office is near the entry and there is a fully furnished kitchen with gas cooking, a fridge, freezer and a pantry.
A fold-out lounge and dining room extend out from the side of the vehicle with the flick of a switch.
The bedroom in the back has its own TV and cupboard space to hang clothes.
There is even a washer and dryer behind a compartment on the motorhome’s exterior.
As stated in a news article on Goldcoast.com.au, its timber floors, granite benchtops and mahogany finishes put many standard units or apartments to shame.
Take a look at a few more images, and try telling me afterwards that you cannot see yourself cruising in one of these. Also, please excuse the really really smiley dude – the one holding up the personalised numberplate that comes with this motorised Ritz. (click the images for larger versions in a new window / tab)
Want it? Too bad – it went on auction two days ago. Oh well, next time perhaps.
—- Original article by Matthew Killoran on Goldcoast.com.au. All photos by: Kit de Guymer
Found a cool blog you lot need to check out entitled: Stuff Rich People Love. Every day or two the author, Chas Underwood III (Classic!), writes a new post about yet another item that rich folks want / need / obsess over.
The results are seriously funny, very true and makes one realise two things: 1. The rich are ever so slightly eccentric; 2. I need to win the lottery, so I can be eccentric too.
Here’s an example of one of the posts:
Rhinoplasty Price: $8,000
Nose jobs are as common among the rich as coke addictions among strippers; everyone has had one or will get one soon. Rich people love plastic surgery and it is nose jobs that are most common. I know what you are thinking, what about liposuction, stomach stapling, tummy tucks, chemical peels, lip enhancement and breast jobs? All of these are important to rich people and they help reconstructive surgeons pay for lavish mansions, luxury cars and iridescent dress shirts that say I’m a dick with a fat wallet. While these procedures are the bread and butter of any good practice, the nose job plays the central role.
Rhinoplasty is a gateway procedure. Just like marijuana, weed, Mary Jane or grass will inevitably lead to heroine, acid, cocaine and meth addictions, nose jobs tell young girls that anything can be fixed by going under the knife. Once mommy and daddy give the nod to getting that unsightly bump removed from their little princess’ nose, it’s on. The flood gates open and there aren’t enough Dutchmen with fingers to plug the proverbial hole in the dyke. It all seems innocent enough at the time, after all, everyone is doing it and since the botox Mom looks happy all the time…it’s “like she can’t not smile!”
Some doctors will outline the risks and do a psychological assessment of their patient before loosing the anesthetic but they are called unemployed surgeons. Ask too many questions and patients will sashay down the street to a clinic where people in white coats make them feel good about themselves, not probe about “issues”. In fact, nose jobs are so prevalent and accepted that you can’t walk down Rodeo Drive in broad daylight without seeing newly bandaged noses. In as little as two hours, rich people improve their lives immensely and develop a renewed outlook and a sunny disposition for weeks to come. That is, until they notice an eyelid droops, one earlobe is lower and exercise is hard. Please daddy, just one more?!!
Oh, and by the way: wanna join the ranks of the rich to win a fortune, thereby allowing this guy to write about YOU? Then click here to get your lottery tickets. And if you win, you sooooo owe me an Aston Martin. Just a heads up.
Ever wanted a small city runaround car but hated the fact they are… well, crap-looking?
Aston Martin has come to the rescue with the release of their own little mini-esque car – the Aston Martin Cygnet.
Smaller than a Ford Fiesta, the Cygnet is the result of a joint venture with Toyota, and is based on the Toyota iQ.
But before you get all excited and think that you will now be able to flash an Aston Martin keyring around the club for a mere fraction of the price of a DB9, you need to be informed of a tiny bit of soul-crushing news: the Cygnet is only going to be made available to current owners of ‘real’ Aston Martins. Booooooooo!!!!
Oh well, it was a nice thought while it lasted.
For more info on the Cygnet have a look at the article where I found this information on autoexpress.co.uk by clicking here.
Or go drool over some of the coolest and sexiest cars on the planet by visiting the Aston Martin website by clicking here.
Time for an update on my master plan to get a private island, a Lear Jet, an Aston Martin DB9 and a 74-bedroom castle in a forest somewhere. Not that I’m greedy or anything. Nope. Not me.
And I mention an Aston Martin in the title, but then promptly post a pic of a private jet. Coz I’m smart like that.
Anyway, do you recall my post about adding Google Adsense to this blog ages ago? Well, it was actually 1 month ago, but it feels like ages.
Turns out that if your site averages approximately 20 visitors a day you earn a solid R6.23 ($0.76) within the space of a month. There was that one day last week where my post about dodgy-looking 80s characters (read it here) did rather well and got around 300 visits in a day, but so far that was a once off.
Don’t get me wrong: every single one of the average 20 daily visitors is clearly a legend in their own right and deserve much kudos for their fine selection in online reading material and ongoing support. I feel that they may even deserve inordinate amounts of “favours” (nudge nudge wink wink) from the hottie of their choice as a thank you for their regular visits. Except of course for Jessica Biel. She’s mine. But anyone else then. Except also maybe Megan Fox. Or Scarlett Johannsson. Or that hottie from the shops yesterday.
If you have no idea of what I’m on about, then check over on the sidebar. See the crappy one or two ads in the block there? And the few more right down at the bottom of the sidebar?
Right about now is when the internet marketing brigade flames me for not having massive banners across the top, bottom and sides of each and every post, with flashing lights and sound clips and promises of gargantuan wealth being merely a click away. But no. I refuse. Those sites that do just that are quite frankly a pain in the ass – half of the time you don’t even know where the actual text you’re looking for is, thanks to the 87 ads embedded in a three paragraph article. That’s just not cricket.
Naturally those who do as the all-knowing internet marketers command all make loads of cash. And thoughtful little old me? R6.23. Per month.
Guess I’m actually going to have to keep a normal job. Kinda messes with my plans to sloth in a hammock on my own private island while Jessica Alba feeds me grapes though…
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