Behold, Mr. Crabs guiltily enjoys a little exercise known as "The Silken Saddle" on a couple of occasions.
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Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.
-Hunter S. Thompson
Dedicated to the other side of Las Vegas, namely; the sprawling, mad, incoherent underpinnings of the world's favorite destination. That, and the occasional ranting about nothing in particular. Follow @lavi_d_avegas
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Furst to comment on turning greenbacks into brownbacks...or the new Amero.
Greenspan and Bernanke are even better at turning dollars into shit than Mr. Crabs is.
What does a freak cartoon have to do with the freak side of Vegas? Get a photo of an actual Lavi Denizen demonstrating the finer detail of your silken saddle ... now that would warrant comment. But a cartoon - bah, I spit on your puny animation.
What does a freak cartoon have to do with the freak side of Vegas?
I have two readers. My approval rating is better than Bush - 50%
I think... Gallup hasn't gotten back to me just yet.
lavi-
I like to read your blog too.
That makes your approval rating higher!
Life has been not the best lately.
My husband died 7 weeks ago.
I sorta wigged out, tried to delete my life with him. (hence the deletion of my blog posts.)
Condolences to Candle and may comfort return to your life soon.
I was at a strip club a couple weeks ago. Yeah, I kow..who would think The_Scum would be at a titty bar???????????
First time in almost a decade and first time in Vegas.
It was a really dive place and I was supposed to leave before the dancers started...but of course it just didn't work out that way. The rather larger than typical and older than typical dancers started early and were mostly dancing to an empty crowd. At least none of them were pregnant that I could tell (probably too old). When one of the younger, meaning younger than me, and lighter, meaning under 170, dancers started I actually sat by the stage to get some tits rubbed in my face and tip her a ten. Don't take this the wrong way, she was definitely doable....but I'm old and not a 'looks snob'.
I should have asked for a shirt Crabby Saddle too. She may have actually had the crotch crabs to infest my shirt. Hell, for $20 I bet I could have scored her g-string during a private dance and saved the expense of having to burn a shirt.
But alas, for now the world will never know.
Name of dive stripper joint shall remain anonymous to protect the innocent.
After that I went to Palace Station and hit a royal within minutes so the stripper tip time was time well spent.
Have I mentioned Vegas rocks?
Black Heart Candle
Nothing I can say can help, I know, but my condolences...
Have I mentioned Vegas rocks?
Vegas is getting ready to rock even harder, I believe, as the recession deepens and fewer people can justify coming to play.
This should mean room-rates will get lower, freebies will be more common and enticing, payouts will get bigger, slots will get looser, strippers will become more, um, strippy...
It's going to be a great time to be a local...
A guy I work with is already getting some great deals on Harleys. He's up to three now.
I told him last month to 'keep some powder dry' so of course after his last screaming deal he thinks I'm a genius.
He is however selling a lot of his guns. I have no idea why. Perhaps guns and alcohol are the profitable sells and Harleys the cheap buys when the shit hits the fan.
‘With gasoline prices on the rise and the U.S. dollar declining internationally, Strip hotels are slashing prices to lure budget-minded customers. Leading into the Fourth of July weekend, properties from the high-end Wynn Las Vegas to the financially precarious Tropicana 2 1/2 miles south are tinkering with room rates.’
http://www.lvrj.com/news/21251399.html
This is just wrong. Please tell me you made it up.
The "secret location" is real. I am sure the gang will be there tomorrow after work again.
Must rock to have a hen that takes the old man to a strip joint for drinks eh?
Must rock to have a hen that takes the old man to a strip joint for drinks eh?
That is truly awesome.
lmao!! At least someone has noticed my awesomeness!!
Now ask our little scummykins who took him to that strip joint almost a decade ago (it was actually in 2002)and picked out a hottie and paid her to lap dance for him.
I may be a hen, but I am a brilliant hen who knows the 'perks' of being so 'awesome'.
Yep, the Rock Candy Hen has been directly responsible for my last two trips to titty bar erectile fantasm land.
Otherwise I just troll for open legs that put out. That is mutually exclusive to titty bars.
I have to admit, I don't get the whole "titty bar" thing.
I can't imagine wanting to be in a room full of drunk, rowdy, horny guys, looking at naked women I couldn't touch.
But, being there with a woman - that might be fun.
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