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
17 comments:
Is it a mere coincidence that the cross-dresser is on the right?
Like a priest?
Like a priest?
Huh?
The 'normal' uniform for a priest is essentially a long black dress with a high reversed collar. And they like little boys. Amen.
Somebody needs to get laid.
Jus sayin.
No furstiness, jus snarkiness.
Snark-on, Scum.
Guilty as charged.
I live in Lower BFE and my preference for women with IQ above body temperature makes me a lonely man.
That'll change soon, though the Magic Eight Ball won't say precisely when no matter how often I ask.
ROTFLMYAO
BFE is not a happy place to be.
I would assume lower BFE would be even worse. Sort of like the outskirts of Hooterville. More hicky, less farmer's daughtery.
I could recommend lowering your standards.
Have you considered women with lower than normal body temperatures?
Perhaps a 'dead hoochie weekend' so to speak?
Perhaps a 'dead hoochie weekend' so to speak?You bang dead people?
ROTFLMAO
Anonymous asks: "You bang dead people?"
You obviously don't know Scum.
I've never met the man myself but and his reputation precedes him.
You don't suppose his mother gave him that name...
I could recommend lowering your standards.
What he really needs is a job with a *cough* large utility somewhere in Nevada
No need for a "large utility" ...
I'd accept a job with anyone that can pay. I'm a Tech-No-Ho: will optimize operational efficiency for food.
It would be nice to work at a job worth doing among supremely competent coworkers that inspire you to do your best, but that's a freekin' fairy tale.
My current group of "coworkers" have so-called talents that would pale beside Mr Ed clomping his hoof on the floor.
"You bang dead people?"
"You don't suppose his mother gave him that name..."
I can neither confirm nor deny these allegations but will substantiate the allegations do indeed exist.
Mr. Ed's ability to articulate in multiple fashions would indeed make him a fine employee within many organizations. After all, a salary of alfalfa, a stall, fresh water and an occasional worming or teeth floating is fairly cheap.
Aparently all one has to do is promise a sexual favor to the_scum and he's all over it.
Could D be the next bang victim?
Nah, I got some steady Tang.
No offense intended D.
None taken, Scum.
or is that Nun taken?
This is just a guess, but I would say the only steady Tang scum has is tang(orange flavored) with some cheap whiskey,in a dirty glass that he raises to his lips and that is all he can get up (glass to mouth).
As my friend would say "Here's a nickle, being courtesy doesn't cost anything."
Courtesy and politeness, often overlooked in today's hectic life.
Imaginary Tang still counts as Tang.
Thank you for playing mean anonymous.
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