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
3 comments:
she has nothing to worry about - the dude is obviously gay - I mean he's carrying a purse.
it's not exactly a purse - after the industrial accident that chopped off his hands, he placed them in an insulated satchel for safekeeping - he calls it a handbag
...he calls it a handbag
Well played.
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