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
10 comments:
well duh only the best jerky comes from a trailer in a trailer park!!
Where the hell were you? That right there is my dream ...a jerky stand in a mobile home.
oh and ....:P Furst!
oh and the really bad jerky....leaves so much room for a good poke in the eye...but I will resist.
Where the hell were you?
Beautiful downtown Beatty NV, baby.
remind me NOT to go there on vacation! It looks like Holbrook, AZ in that dingy, dirty, creepy way.
remind me NOT to go there on vacation!
Oh man, wait until tomorrow's post!
I am all a twitter in anticipation, dahlin.
but Twitter is limited to 140 characters...
*yawns*
*stretches slowly extending arms*
and *WHACKS* D on the back of the head.
*walks away shaking my head in dissapointment*
does this fall into the category of "any attention is good attention"?
only if it makes you feel good, babe.
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