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
2 comments:
Furst to comment to this:
"Makes me wonder what I could have got if I had a couple thousand yen in my hand."
Hookers and Blow of course! The ghost of Hunter would expect no less.
This is Vegas after all.
Apologies to D for last threads comment post by me. Or, was it me?
Lavi - did you give them your url and let them know that they'd be immortalized on the interwebnets?
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