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 celebrate the 'double sleep pron'!
Nah, the guy on the left is just sobbing in grief since he drew on an inside flush - and now he's sleeping at the bus stop.
I see a lover's spat between a gay homeless couple.
Hmmm maybe I need therapy.....
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