Thursday, July 10, 2008

Da Crib



If you live in Nevada, you might recognize this as the governor's mansion.

An interesting thing about it is, it's on a corner on a residential street. No barricades, gates or guardhouses.

3 comments:

D said...

In Texas, the furst thing we do is burn it down.

The_Scum said...

Then you would be burning the Gov's soon to be ex out of a home. He moved out for the ugly divorce.

Now that whole 'walking the woman from the bar to her car in the parking garage' deal makes much more sense!

Anonymous said...

slow?

Need a hint?

http://www.vegas.com/shopping/weirdandwacky.html


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