Thursday, August 5, 2010

Who You Gonna Call


D said...

Press the button and ye shall bring down the Vengeance of the Rocketeer upon thy head.

Be warned.

Scummy said...

I thought the answer was "Ghostbusters!"

D forgot to furstage.

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.