09-15-2021, 12:01 PM
I'm to be picked up at the airport by my own personal squad of showgirl ninjettes in a dragon-adorned maybach and escorted to my private suite at the Golden Nugget. There awaits a bottle of 25 year Powers, a nacho cheese fountain, top shelf herb, assorted stimulants, a spandex supersuit, a sharp epee, a stack of casino chips, a vat of purell, and a loaded walther ppk. At the venue, I have my own office, a pop-up tripper tent with a lovely tiedye banner, astroturf, and a stuffed bunny.
This is assuming they follow everything in my rider.
I know my 'office' exists. I've been texted a photo. I'm not into the astroturf (it's weird shit when trippin...um...so I've been told). The bunny looks comforting.
LiB takes place across 16 city blocks of downtown Vegas. I've been looking for a 2021 map but have yet to find one (you'd think they'd put that on the site).
No idea about ED. I should text him.
This is assuming they follow everything in my rider.
I know my 'office' exists. I've been texted a photo. I'm not into the astroturf (it's weird shit when trippin...um...so I've been told). The bunny looks comforting.
LiB takes place across 16 city blocks of downtown Vegas. I've been looking for a 2021 map but have yet to find one (you'd think they'd put that on the site).
No idea about ED. I should text him.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse