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
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2 comments:
*He* was asking *you* for money?
You with the tin cup and him with the flashy suit?
There ain't no justice....
-d
I wonder if that's the Elvis guy who used to hang and work for the Edgewater in Laughlin.
I think his name was Trent Carlini.
I have no idea who the other two Elvii behind him might be.
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