to Tucson in last night’s episode of Breaking Bad. Or at least they should have been. Tucson is the place to go to disappear.
Just ask Uncle Heisen-Bob.
Cadillac
Fences: Boneyard
Top Men
Cadillac 1 – the Beast 2009-2013: It’s a diesel 3/20/13: Actually it’s gas-engined. Am I the only one tired of being lied to? In this case, it seems like the plan is to discredit whatever people are saying, regardless of whether it’s the truth. Secret Service spokesliar: Oh, no, it wasn’t the wrong fuel. No, […]
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Eat the Rich
I need a new business plan. Writing off my data plan and hosting costs is nice and all (#notactualtaxadvice), but fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck, it’s nice (one supposes) to have a net income. It evidently leads to perks. To wit: Craig Jackson is the big cheese* at Barrett Jackson. BARRETT-JACKSON AUCTION COMPANY, LLC is a licensed (public consignment) […]
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Drive By Shootings: Uncle Bob, What THE Hell Were You Thinking?
What the hell was wrong with us in the late 70s?
- Disco. (Ugly fake music.)
- Leisure suits. (Ugly plastic clothes)
- Facelifts and boob jobs. (Fake looks and plastic body parts for ugly souls.)
Arizona Edition
This is Arizona in a nutshell. Shit brown, senior citizen oriented and crashed.
Fat Joe
Rolling like a gangster in the slums of Tempe. Read More
Vegas, Lurlene
Pimp Race
If you ain’t first, you’re last. Green Eldorado vs. Red Frank Cannon Mark IV.
From the hat, and the pitched out smokes, I’m thinking it’s Fredo’s pimp dad in the Mark.