The Cthulhu Show

                                               

This is a shot from one of the stage shows at the HP Lovecraft Hotel and Casino. It's not so much a show as it is a church. You sit in your seat and you gaze at slowly evolving depictions of the various Elder Gods and Old Ones etc etc in a quiet ambient setting that stimulates quiet contemplation with music that is appropriate to contemplating the loss of your mind and faculties and the inevitable madness that ends in suicide when the time comes for you know who's to return and claim his dominion over life by exterminating it. Granted it's not a show for everyone. The proper audience members all know who they are. Naked nubiles in submissive worshipful attitudes will be prominent. So don't worry a bit about that.

The Benign Sarkovsky Brother

   The benign member of the Sarkovsky clan doesn't fuck the visitors for pay, he has his own show. He doesn't do much, he just lays there with a boner and select, prime, white-skinned gorgeous fodder climb aboard daily and nightly depending on scheduling and they slide up and down Garn's cock. Garn's ghostlike cement-dust skin color is toned down with spray tan so that the porcelain skins of his riders will be more visible by contrast. There are no seats for these performances, audiences are all on their feet and positioned at some acceptable viewing angle near the performance, and masturbating by the men - and the women for that matter - is not only not forbidden it is graciously encouraged. The reckless and inconsiderate ejaculating of semen however is dealt with harshly. There is none of this Monica Lewinsky nonsense tolerated. Sperm onto your own clothing not onto someone else's. This is the New Las Vegas not the new your house or some other dirty place.

The Aryan Hotel And Casino

   All the female personnel at the Aryan Hotel and Casino look like this. The Aryan H and C don't actually give a shit about what you think about racial harmony: if you are not glowing white with caucasian snow-like skin cells on your bodily surface and you are a female you are not going to get a job at the AH and C. If you are a man you can look a lot ruddier. But you better have well defined Norwegian Viking facial features. The Aryan is dedicated and devoted to white racism. You can include supremacism if you want but they don't actually proclaim that. Their opinion - and mine - is that you don't really have to proclaim it: that everyone knows it instinctively; that it is ingrained into the human DNA: "whitey is superior." No one would argue this. Now, if you are a guest at the Aryan - you don't have to be Aryan. The New Las Vegas is not about discrimination. It's about profit. When it comes to accepting the customer's money, everybody's is green. "Nigger 20's spend just as good as honky or chink or slope or moolie 20's." Or so says Rudy the manager.
    Aryan superiority is not overtly expressed at the Aryan. Pure white women are merely displayed for the sake of displaying them, and if you think your little ching-chang shuffling tiny-footed slant-eyed gal or your hottentot-assed 300 pound Ugandan gal is one-up on the white chick goddesses when it comes to good looks, hey, that's entirely your perogative. But be prepared to be quietly laughed at for your stupidity. But your money will be accepted. Just not your advice about anything. Because obviously you can't think. According to Rudy.

The New Billboards

   This is one of the new billboards in the New Las Vegas. Courtesy of one of the artists on Deviantart. If you don't know what Deviantart is and you are not interested enough to research it via a computer search then you  don't need me to tell you what it is. Besides, it's off the point. And we try and stay focused here. So like I say this is an example of one of the billboards in the New Las Vegas. And by one of the new billboards I do not mean that this image is on a billboard. No, this is the billboard. It's an erected construction itself. The ad is on the back of the torso or on the front of the torso between the tits and pussy. You have to almost get out of your car to see what is on the ad if the billboard is by the roadside, but who would have a problem with that? Well, a faggot would. Maybe. To answer the question. Even though it was rhetorical. Buttcheeks, if not the coin of the realm in the New Las Vegas, are certainly what is utilized the most - at least in publicity and advertising and propaganda, to get the coin of the realm out of your pocket and into the pocket of the New Las Vegas entrepreneur and businessman.

Stage Shows

   Stage shows in the New Las Vegas come in one variety: something fucking something else.  The one depicted here is one of the ones that is performed daily in the fixtures section of the New Las Vegas JC Pennys where you don't have to test the beds personally, you can watch others test them for you while they are getting laid besides. As you can see here the lighting and costuming - the costuming being the stockings and head-thing on the human female - are subtle and alluring and not at all like the customary lighting and decor arrangements of the usual JC Pennys. Watching voluptuous human females naked except for white stockings get laid never gets old even when they are getting laid by  cemetery ghouls devoid of blood. He is doing her the courtesy of licking her nipples and not eating them and that alone is something that tends to win you over to his side of the rooting section. If you buy the bed these two usually don't come home with you. Usually.

The New Cirque

      There's circus acts and then there's this one. Who in their right mind would not applaud this. You don't return home from a Cirque do Soleil performance and immediately go to the liquor cabinet, make yourself a drink and then go sit down on the couch and stare at the wall across the room, slowly sipping and relentlessly replaying inside your head what you just came home from. But you do when you see this stunt performed. Oh yes you do, that is for sure. The double penis naked handstand. You don't know who to applaud the hardest, the men with the support boners or the woman using them as newly-configured parallel bars. While exposing her vagina. You are so overwhelmed with amazement that you are almost tempted to overlook the fact that one of the men is a negro. Yes, the amazements just keep coming.

The New Las Vegas Wax Museum

   The wax museum in the New Las Vegas is a bit different from the other ones in existence. Everyone is naked. This here is a depiction of Jeri Ryan as Seven of Nine. As you can see, it rocks. Most wax museums you want to leave the instant you realize you have made a mammoth mistake. Which realization comes as soon as you enter the wax museum. And after you have paid the admission price. Which is not refundable. This wax museum however….no way you are going to want to leave. John Hamm will be there, naked as pie, with a boner the size of a box car. Who is going to want to walk out on that. Not me. And I'm not even gay. The stars will be fighting each other for the chance to be in this wax museum because all their pathetic body parts will be enlarged or proportioned to the way they want their fans to imagine that they actually look. When they actually don't. Plus they have lots of wiggle room for plausible denial. Which no one would ever question. But why would they want to plausably deny awesomeness? I mean, do you think Jeri Ryan really looks like this naked? She would kill everyone in Scranton to look like this if the outcome of looking like this was guaranteed. But she doesn't have to do that now. She can look like this without ever even entering Scranton. I mean, talk about a win-win: you get to look like this; AND you don't have to go to Scranton. Forget about murdering everyone. Yeah: the New Las Vegas wax museum. I already have my tickets.