I hope to never see the combination of coincidences which would result in me staying at a motel named "Bun Boy"
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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
3 comments:
'tis better to be at a bun boy then at a lube boy.
Furst!!!!
No 'parking in rear' sign available?
interesting that Rock Candy was on this post like a pike on a minnow.
"deliveries in rear" not parking.
Third!
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