HALLOWEEN SPECIAL: MARKO IN A SUIT!?

Hey Guys,

We decided that we couldn't wait for a "Fucked Up Fridays" edition to post this. Seeing as it's Halloween and all, it seems fitting.

Earlier today, Marko entered the office wearing this little "James Bond Villain" number. Much to our surprise we either figured, someone is dead...or is about to be. Sadly, it's neither.

The truth is that Marko was simply invited to the British Embassy here in Berlin for a night of cocktails, schmoozing and the 007 SKYFALL premier!! Yes, he decided that this year for Halloween, he's (apparently) going as a Serbian assassin. Hopefully, he'll either befriend, or kill Daniel Craig and we can end this lengthy film series once and for all.

Most likely though, he'll probably just make the cover of the paper tomorrow for drunk and disorderly conduct adding yet another gem to his long list of "International Incident" charges...sigh!

Looking good though man!

 (What?! One shouldn't show up to the British Embassy empty-handed now should they?)                                          

          (Incidentally, coats are great for hiding hand guns)

             (CEO Meeting: This happens every Wednesday)

FUCKED UP FRIDAYS

“AMERICAN MARKO” & “E.U MIKE”: The Paternity Conundrum

Ever wondered if you have a long lost brother and/or sister that you don't know about? Whatever you'd like to believe about the fidelity of your parents, the probability of you having a “secret sibling” is most likely higher than you'd be comfortable with. Perhaps YOU are the “secret” brother or sister?!

Well, inside the SMV studio, there has been a quiet rumor floating around for some time now that Marko actually has a “secret” half-brother from NYC that nobody knows about... until now!

Meet Mike Marino: The man behind PROSTHETIC RENAISSANCE and the one responsible for bringing you a large majority of Hollywood's the most incredible (...and F#%$@' disgusting!) special effects. Mike (or “American Marko” as we call him), dropped into the SMV studio last week and was greeted with gaping mouths, silence and long, perplexed stares from the SMV team. 

Now trust us, we know what you're thinking. However, seeing as both parties neither confirms nor denies the truth about their suspected relation, we're left to our own conclusions. We say, sombody's got some " 'splainin' to do!"

P.S: If you (like us) have ever wondered what Marko would've looked like as a “Jeresy Shore” cast member... this should put your mind to rest! Thanks for doing this Mike...

FUCKED UP FRIDAYS: SMV RUINS (YET ANOTHER) CULTURAL EVENING

Hey Friends,

Our dear, incredible friend and pianist, Sean Barker, recently held a beautiful piano recital in Berlin this week.

An evening of culture was on offer (...who the hell knows why he invited US?!), along with a gorgeous selection of Chopin, Debussy, Liszt/Schubert, Rachmaninoff and (wait for it...) HE-MAN!?!? Yes, that's right (t)HE-MAN!! 

Now, we all know that once the SMV team is out on the town together,  a truly cultural evening cannot be had. Collectively, we possess an innate ability to taint whatever space we're invading that moment, with a serious level of good old fashioned Fuckery. However, "The Talented Mr. Barker" -as he's known 'round these parts, actually out-foxed us foxes and had prepared a little something to put us in check!

Shame you weren't there to see the lovely faces of shock, awe, bemusement and horror slapped on the faces of the other (actually cultured) audience members....BTW: that's a good indication that the SMV team is on a family outing!

Thank you Sean for the wonderful evening and for having the balls to throw bombs like that into the mix! You truly are SMV family. Enjoy friends...

FUCKED UP FRIDAYS - DOUBLE SET

We're back!!! Sorry for the wait guys. This week's installment comes directly from our trip to gay old San Francisco...Literally!

Let's get to it...

1. "SMVBOT": A match made in Heaven.

Ever heard of the term "a marriage between companies"? Well, saying "goodbye" to our irresistible French lovers over at STEAMBOT STUDIOS, was just a little too much for us to handle. So much so that, like good families, we arranged for our dear, sweet little Matjosh (seen below bearing a striking resemblance to Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter!) to marry Steambot's wonderful resident hippie, that is Seb Larroude. What?! We were in San Francisco after all!

The ceremony was beautiful. We drank, we laughed and the happy couple left for their honeymoon. This is what happens when like minded people get together! Just wait until we start reproducing...

2. "ELECTRONIC CIGARETTES": Douche bag alert!

Ever seen those people smoking "E-Cigarettes"?!?! You know the ones we're talking about. Those smug little fuckers you see at restaurants, bus stops and on planes that "light up" their LED pens like c*nts, with that pedantic look on their faces like they're the lucky ones who can "smoke" when others can't and are stuck in the belief that they're actually going to quit smoking!

Well, you can imagine Emily's horror when her dear colleague (and now ex-friend) pulled one these "things" out in their hotel room and charged it up!! Here's how it went down:

Emily: What. The. Fuck dude!!

Yohann: What?

E: You're a douche!

Y: Just try it!

(Emily takes a drag and feels something resembling fiberglass going down her throat, mixed with some kind of melon flavour. Chokes uncontrollably for 5mins.)

E: WHATHEFUCK GUY!!?!
Y: It's liquid smoke (*smug d-bag look*). Don't like the flavour? It's Watermelon. I also have Vanilla and Mint.
E: WHAT!?! Why wouldn't you at least get "Smoke" flavour?!
Y: (Laughing)They didn't have it left.
E: You're a gay. I'm telling your wife and suffocating you in your sleep!

NIKE "AIR DJURDJEVIC"

Meetings are boring. Especially ones on the phone when there's really nothing to do but listen (...we hate listening!). Normally, when we're stuck in these kind of situations, we do everything we can to keep ourselves entertained: sketch, draw, doodle, throw stuff at each other etc. etc.

But what happens when Emily leave's her new pair of (crispy white) shoes in the conference room around Marko and bunch of permanent markers? The "AIR DJURDJEVIC" is born. 


After the initial shock of her brand new shoes being "tainted" by Marko, Emily (...finally put the knife down), took a breath and forced him to at least, finish them off. Here's the final result....
Someone get NIKE on the phone!

FUCKED UP FRIDAYS

After being inspired by Albert Lamorisse's absolutely beautiful 1956 masterpiece, "Le Balon Rouge" ("The Red Balloon"), we decided to be French for a day (OYO became a German just for balance) and make friends with some cool ass balloons in hopes that they too, would have a spirit of their own and take us on wonderful adventures of true friendship throughout the city.
Our inspriation...

However, after a few hours of trying everything to engage those jerks (...apparently, they don't speak English, German or French!) we realized that these balloons didn't have a spirit of their own at all!! They simply acted like "diva" balloons doing nothing but floating and being carried around all day. 


We then realized (thank you internet!) that it takes roughly 5,928- 6,558 balloons to actually lift a human being into the sky and we gave up. Still going to blame it on us just finding idiot balloons though.


"Le Ballon Rouge" belongs to Lamorisse. However, "Le Ballon Rogue" belongs to SMV...

FUCKED UP FRIDAY CHALLENGE **HINTS**

Ok Detectives!
We've had a LOT of attempts at this but as of yet, the closest you've come is only 3 correct match-ups out of a possible 7. Now look, perhaps we've been a bit too hard on you guys, so we'll give you a chance to redeem your collective minds. Here are a few hints about our players and their "psyche's":

1. Ville is more independent than Hagen
2. Marko is more comfortable with his emotions than Emily
3. Yohann is a better problem solver than Ville
4. Jelena has better coping skills than Matjosh


That should be enough to give you a better head start. Now let's see who's going to put Robert Downey Jr. (meaning Sherlock Holmes I & II, and not meaning his past drug use) to shame.

FUCKED UP FRIDAYS CHALLENGE

Lately, we've noticed a lot of comments about our collective character (*cough...flaws) from, let's say more "normal" individuals of the general population. Admittedly, perhaps having a weekly segment called "Fucked Up Fridays" isn't doing us any favours...but we said, "PERHAPS" didn't we!?

In any case, It seems as though words like, "Sociopaths", "Personality Disorder"and "Devoid of all human feeling and/or emotion" are increasingly thrown around in conversations about us... we just never realized that these are considered "bad" descriptions (!?!?!)

We don't think we're that bad (...*shifty eyes*). But, just to prove it, the SMV team took an Emotional IQ test! That's right, we took the challenge to (try) and prove that we're not all complete psychopaths. Now let's see if you "norms" are right or not...

FUCKED UP FRIDAY CHALLENGE

Mission:
1. Correctly match the team members, with their scores below. For example: "Jelena is 'SMV #(X)', Ville is SMV #(X) etc."

2. Send your best guess to: info@sixmorevodka.com
(Subject: "FUCKED UP FRIDAY CHALLENGE")

3. The contest is open until the next "FUCKED UP FRIDAY" (June 22nd, 2012)


Grand Prize:
Whomever is the first to guess the entire team's correct scores will win an ORIGINAL (that's right, that means "one and only") drawing from ANY team member of your choice.
(N.B: To avoid disappointment, you probably shouldn't pick one of the producers...just sayin')

Here we go...


THE PLAYERS:

THE RESULTS: (each player's highest points are in Pink and lowest in dark Grey)

Good Luck Ninjas...

STOLEN SKETCHES Part. MCMXXII

A while back, we once reveled in a prosperous life of crime. Stealing sketches left, right and centre, underneath the noses of our very talented (yet obviously naive) artists. We started to feel bad (*cough!...got bored) about this and so slipped silently away, un-apprehended.

Well, like all good thieves (and possibly serial killers too), we also got bored of getting away with everything so easily. So we're back! And enjoying the rush that only this life of crime can bring.

...catch us if you can! (*insert evil laugh here*)

FUCKED UP FRIDAYS!!

Question:

Have you ever noticed that when you throw Finnish people into the rain, they resemble wet kittens?
Us too.

P.S: Some of you might be tempted to pick up on a double entendre of a "potentially" sexual nature here... but that's only because you're obviously a pervert! Shame on you.

FUCKED UP FRIDAYS

In this week's instalment, we're going to focus on two topics very dear to our hearts:

#1. Child Labour: 

I know, I know, we love it as much as you do. Especially when the child is such a hard worker that he can double as both an artist for the company and as a DJ for our...

#2. Roof-top BBQ's (...yeah that's how we do it here!!) 

Let's explore...

#1. Child Labour:

What do you expect?! He's half Jelena and half Marko! How long did you think our baby Djurdjevic would need to be proficient with a Cintiq?!?! Oh, and in case you're wondering, it's only "Child Labour" if:

a) He doesn't like the labour. 

b) He doesn't get paid. 

Love (and Chocolate) is payment enough for a child so don't get all "Child Protection Services" on us just because you're mad you didn't think of it first!

#2. Roof-top Madness:

Beer. Vodka. Crazy Friends. A killer view and a baby who can DJ off of an ipad. 

...don't be jealous. Well invite you next time.

FUCKED UP FRIDAYS

So here we are. Back at "Fucked Up Fridays" time again.

We must admit, there are questions that come up in one's mind about "Sanity" and other such (meaningless) expressions, when we gather all of our work together for our beloved Friday posts and take a long, hard (no pun intended here folks!) look at the absolute madness that we create sometimes.

We're not sure if you've noticed yet, although it's hard not to, but the fascination and...umm, "passion" (ok perhaps, "OBSESSION") we have with all things "dick", "fart" and/or "cum", has really only now, just come to our attention.

Well....SO. FUCKING. WHAT!?