This is a formal announcement that I have been recruited into the elite AVB. You, the reader however can dream on about being on their panel because Rule No. 1 of Fight Club is "You don't talk about Fight Club".

My first post has already been launched and it's the expose of WUMmy's assault at Hougang. A teary story of a poor 25 year old being the victim of street violence and blog rivalry. Reach post HERE.

The AVB has recently in the same vein of "Hackers" and "Fight Club" successfully planned and executed Project Maelstrom. On 7th October 2006, 3:30 AM after a Friday night out at the clubs, revellers noticed a queer sight on the CBD horizon. It was all vintage AVB. Nuff said. View the handiwork.

The AVB prides itself on being anything that is not mainstream. Expect even further from the Maelstrom Maestros.

The AVB can be reached through HERE and their permanent link on my sidebar. I'll leave you with one of my core influences, Tyler Durden.

God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need.

We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives.

We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.

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