I got to go to a three year old’s birthday party yesterday, which would normally be hell on earth but her dad, Eric, had the insight and wisdom to have the party at Hooters. A very good time was had by all. Between distractions, he mentioned something to me his buddy said: “The only way I would listen to Lady Gaga is if her name was Lady Galaga.” I thought this was the most brilliant thing I’d heard all week. Then I remembered seeing this in eighties issue of Electronic Monthly. Or maybe I dreamed it [click on image for full size]

Since my last ad parody blew up all over the internet, I fully expect this one to slip by unnoticed, but I just felt like busting it out. Haw haw! Get it? If you’ve ever ridden the subway, you’ve seen these ads everywhere. I kind of like imagining a world where, instead of terrorists, we’re reporting ghosts (which, for the record, I ain’t of afraid of no).