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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He looks so comfy, and so fit...
See those sleek ankle weights?
Nice restful sleep, nothing that an alarm klaxon wouldn't do; fix him right up, and probably cheerful too....
Furst to ask where the Scum?
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