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From the Joker to the Riddler, Batman has grappled with his fair share of adversaries. Now he faces possibly his most bizarre enemy: the pro-Kurdish mayor of a city called Batman in south-eastern Turkey, who is claiming a stake in the multimillion-dollar franchise.


Christopher Nolan, who directed the caped crusader's latest big screen escapade The Dark Knight, and the studio, Warner Bros, face the wrath of Huseyin Kalkan, Batman's mayor, who is suing them for film royalties for using the city's name without permission. "There is only one Batman in the world," Mr Kalkan reportedly said. "The American producers used the name of our city without informing us."

Mr Kalkan, who received a 10-month jail sentence at the beginning of this year for praising a Kurdish rebel leader, says the film's psychological impact on Batman inhabitants is to blame for a number of unsolved murders and a high female suicide rate. Former natives of Batman are also said to have encountered obstacles when attempting to register their businesses abroad.

I thought it was gonna be a good thread.

I should've known, really.

It would have been if it had been posted in the OoT instead of this boring old place.

What's Wotlk?

New expansion for WoW. It's apparently got all the geeks and nerds in an uproar.

Elinda wrote:
What's Wotlk?


Another 10 levels to grind in WoW

Some Belgian guy is already lvl 80. First in the world to do so.

Not often the Belgians can say that, is it?

Yeah, waffles are nomnom, it's true. And French fries are also belgian, so I guess that's two things.

Three, with the Warcraft guy.

Or did they? I thought Dr Evil was, in fact, the twin brother of Austin powers, and therefore son of Micheal Caine?

Dunno though, my Austin powers lore knowledge is a bit sketchy.


Edited, Nov 14th 2008 4:00pm by RedPhoenixxx

Dr. Evil: The details of my life are quite inconsequential.
Therapist (Carrie Fisher): Oh no, please, please, let's hear about your childhood.
Dr Evil: Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my ********** There really is nothing like a shorn *******, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
Therapist: You know, we have to stop.