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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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Huh?
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Scum sez: "huh?"
My reaction exactly.
Perhaps Lavi got carried away playing with the high voltage Teen Control device and it disturbed his frontal lobes. Or something.
Scum sez: "huh?"
I guess I need to explain. I tore apart a junk-mail advertising mag and scanned in the photos I found most bizarre, when removed from context.
I am attempting to come up with humorous re-positionings of these ads.
Stay tuned...
Coincidentally, I found this site today, via hotlinks
"You only see them when you need them"
When would that be? When the catbox needs changing is the only time I can think of...but I can just do that myself.
duh, when you need them to un load your moving truck!!
So does this thing block out their terrible music and big mouths too? Because that would be a bonus!!
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