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
4 comments:
let me be the furst to say, "you dropped a bomb on me...lalalalala"
at least I hope that is the shopped part!! Or is this Area 51?
no bombs needed; UAVs flying CAP will strafe cars going over the speed limit.
Your tax dollars at work.
You dropped a bomb on me
Wow. I've been listening to the Gap Band lately.
That sign is defective. All signs on remote desert roads in the southwest are required to have bullet holes. NRS$ 182.3.48 enacting CFR 37 Part 22.45 in Nevada.
And stop posting when I don't have net access m'kay?
Thank you.
Captcha word 'disabled' or close enough to that at least
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