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
6 comments:
Furst to say that's one way to keep tourist's trapped.
Damn, second to Anon.
Did the pilot run out of quarters for the parking meter?
Verily and it is a 'shop.
I got the boot from here
Damn; I thought it was a remake of Das Boat; Nazis, war, violence, and unpaid parking tickets.
Das boot would have been such a better title!
Curses!
Just missed one payment...? :(
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