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
5 comments:
love in an elevator....
liquor in the front....
Poker in the rear.....
yes, I would happily let Steven do both.
Just gimme a kiss...
You ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin
Then you're sure to be a changin' your ways"
OK, OK - Steve Tyler has left the building - long since walked away, Rock's girlish crush not-withstanding.
Please post something new, perhaps surfing on a plane as it exits the runway. Or a snowman flying a plane. Or both.
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