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
2 comments:
Excellent! A bailout of the Big 3 will guarantee another few decades of these fine motorcars; the pinnacle of automotive excellence and retain the Sacred Art of individual body modification.
You gotta love it! The first posts I read of yours were talking about the Blues Brothers.
Sadly though the car owner is not showing that poor car any
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
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