Sunday, May 23, 2010

From the Land of the Saints to the City of Sin

Hank and Eostre, this one's for you.  Pick your own caption for this nudie bar on the outskirts of Vegas:
1) Inside, it's just like any other strip club, except with more shushing.
2)  The sign used too say "GIRLS, GIRLS, GIRLS," but one of them got poached by the Liberace Museum.
3)  For twenty extra dollars they'll take you in the back and show you their "special collections."

The mind of a junkie can learn to deal with the sight of his dead grandmother climbing up his leg with a dagger in her teeth, but nobody should be asked to handle this trip.

The Circus Circus may have made an attempt to become more family-friendly since Dr. Thompson's stay, but I can assure you it's still every bit as surreal and disorienting as this sign promises.


EostreEgg said...

I hope they keep their Special Collections items in a protective covering. For only $20 a pop, I'd imagine that a lot of people have handled the documents.

SpaceFetus said...

Actually, they're kept in mylar pouches in a humidity- and temperature-controlled room where...I'm...I'm not even sure what I'm talking about anymore