Las Vegas, never change. 93 year old man upset about water damage in his apartment, knee caps the maintenance man with his glock. Twice.
Are his eyes different colors, or is that the flash? He looks like he just got through saying "and I'll whip your ass, too, sonny."
Six is a stretch. He’s old enough to go to prison, be there a couple of days, and decide to fall asleep and never wake up.
Hell, that initial throw to the ground by the cop could very well have fractured a hip which could do him in quickly at that age... too old to operate, too weak to heal.
That’s the best ending. Hopefully the miserable old fuck dies before some shit-on-his-shoes lawyer claims senility for him, and they let him out to shoot more people.
Am I wrong for thinking that Motley Crue are being douche bags by having an "official farewell tour," then months later going back on tour? I'm not interested in seeing them now; I already saw them in '98 at the South Padre Island convention center (fun fact: I snuck into that show), but I'm sure that the people who shelled out premium prices for the "farewell tour" must feel pretty gypped.
Don’t they all do that, though? The Eagles, KISS, etc. They milk that shit for all it’s worth. Motley Crue is coming to Atlanta with Poison and Def Leppard this spring and I’m somewhat intrigued. Then I saw nosebleeds were $250 and I lost all interest.
I saw the “Final Tour” and I’m not paying to see them again. Not because I don’t like Motley Crüe, but it’s because Vince Neil fucking sucks. Alice Cooper as the opening act blew them out of the water. I’ve seen Crue six times, Neil has performed well once. He’s a lazy fat hack now, and his talent isn’t going to magically return to him when he’s 57.
Still fairly new to this cigar thing. For years and years "cigars" to me meant black n milds and swisher sweets. Every once in a while I'd treat myself with a Romeo Y Julieta. So once I stopped stopped drinking I saved a shitload of money and my wife had no problem with me having a different vice. So I was looking for a better humidor to replace the cheapo wood one I have at home, came across this jar humidor that's gonna be a fucking perfect way to travel with them! I normally don't have more than about 5-10 sticks on me at a time, just trying out different things to see what I like, so that'll be ideal.
I thought their guitarist had some degenerative bone disease that was turning him into an actual living fossil? I saw Peter Frampton this past summer because he has a muscle disease and had a last tour. He wasn't some ungodly guitar wailer but Im glad I went.