Bikini Bandits Go Dutch

In case there is anyone left who still thinks television is better than "the internet", the Flea presents for your attention: Bikini Bandits Go Dutch. This video has everything. I have nothing to add to it. It is complete. An exemplar of a neo-Wagnerian Gesamtkunstwerk. Also, bikinis (nsfw language and content).

The first and only Marshall McGearty Tobacco Lounge has opened In Chicago, offering customers custom-made, blended cigarettes.
By Brian Louis

Tobacco companies are not strangers to introducing cigarette brands. But R.J.Reynolds Tobacco Co. has come up with an unusual twist. On Wednesday, Reynolds opened the Marshall McGearty Tobacco Lounge in Chicago, showcasing its new premium" Marshall McGearty Tobacco Artisans brand.

"Hendrick's Gin"

Hendrick's would really, really like you to know that they are Iconoclasts. Their gin is "iconoclastically produced." And, by the way, they are 100% iconoclasts (a visit to the Hendrick's Web site makes the irony painfully clear)

Aside from it's ubiquitous iconoclasm, Hendrick's is an interesting gin.
But first, a question: What is gin?

The Holidays are a great time to send a message. That message: I want you naked and covered in tattoos. The Sailor Jerry Tattoo print underwear set is available in both pink and nude. And since you put a lot of effort into procuring these amazing gifts, the least the recipients of such finery could do is write you a heartfelt note of thanks on some quality Sailor Jerry stationery.

In another example, Quaker City Mercantile, a boutique agency in Philadelphia, has entrepreneurial operations that include marketing apparel and rum under the Sailor Jerry brand (sailorjerry.com). In August, Quaker City Mercantile (formerly known as Gyro Worldwide) signed a licensing agreement with the Converse division of Nike to sell Chuck Taylor All Star sneakers in four Sailor Jerry designs.

There was a time, not too long ago, when tattoos were cool. We're not talking about that Tasmanian Devil you have tattooed on your ankle, or your girlfriend's "tribal" lower back tattoo. We're talking the big, beefy sailor tattoos that involved manly things like snakes and skulls and half-naked women. We're talking the kind of morning where you wake up six states away from where you started with a black eye, an empty wallet and some badass ink on your forearm.