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
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Lust....rack.....internal....furst?
Pondering what DD actually stands for now.
Things that make you go.....hmmmmm...Oh God...Oh God....ooooOOooOOOoooOOhhhHHhhhhH GOD GOD GOD GOD GODDDDdddddd! ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Welcome back to the furst Scum; it's somehow appropriate that ogling a rack roused you from your lethargy.
He is finally home now. I thought I would be kind to the poor overworked fella and let him get a furst.
but D is right...it is more likely that he heard the call of the rack...the force is strong with this one.
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