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Showing posts with label passed out. Show all posts
Showing posts with label passed out. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Strip Sleepin #6
Wasted away again in Tropicanaville /
dreamin' 'bout my 24-hour bus-pass /
Some people say /
That I'm rotting my brain /
But I know, there's that one killer slot /
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Strip Sleepin' #5
"Aw momma, you so fine. Sweet thing, I'm gonna slide my Rascal™ up underneath your righteous breasts and...
SNZZZORKzzzzz!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Strip Sleepin' #4
The weather is so nice. Come to Las Vegas and sleep on our wonderful Strip!
Mr. Ribkoff knows you and will watch over your slumbers.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
Relaxing in Vegas
One of the things the tourist brochures never mention about Vegas, is how enjoyable it is to sleep outside after a full night of partying. It's actually quite popular, and much cheaper than a silly hotel room.
Saturday, April 28, 2007
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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