This is so much better than all those trick shot videos online that undoubtedly required dozens of failed attempts before the money shot. This was spur of the moment, one and done. And who knew, sitting there in the nosebleeds, that they were in the midst of an absolutely legendary sniper in the paper airplane game. One shot, one kill. It’s human design, ingenuity and craftsmanship at it’s finest. And that moment, after the steady buildup, when the gliding plane hits it’s target and the crowd explodes? Chills.
What could possibly be the pre-ride mounting technique used here? Until I see otherwise I’m assuming the dude gets on the bike and the goat just fuckin’ jumps up there.
But it’s like I always say, we need to start getting goats more involved. They don’t do shit in our country and everywhere else they’re hilarious.
Now I’m no certified lip-reader, but I’m pretty sure that was, “something something, I’m gonna fuck you up.” Heat money-line FTW.
So this is at Marquee Dayclub at the Cosmopolitan. I live in Vegas and I don’t go to these places because a place like this is full of 3 different types of people. Ballers dropping 20k+, absolute dimepieces that latch onto said ballers dropping 20k+, and everybody else. You’ve got the people that have robots deliver shit to them like it’s standard, and the people with their phones out, running around, pointing, tweeting and instagramming everything like they’re at some type of zoo where you get an up-close look at rich and beautiful people in their natural habitat. I want to be part of the show, not a peasant paying admission to watch other’s party in a way that makes me wonder what it is I’ve been doing all these years. In a perfect world we’d all have a go-to middle-eastern oil money friend to take us places like this and let us mingle with the drones without even considering paying a penny.
Also, are these things remote-controlled? I doubt it but either way, seems like so much liability involved here. This will end in drone-induced bloodshed, mark my words.
Huffington Post– If you live in San Francisco, be on the lookout for some mysterious white envelopes — they may contain $100 bills. An anonymous person is dropping off sums of money around the city and then tweeting hints about the locations in a project called “Hidden Cash.” The person behind Hidden Cash told The Huffington Post that the project will soon expand to other cities.
First of all, enough of the “he or she” bullshit attached to this story. We may not know the person’s name, but there is zero question in my mind that this is a man. The amount of ego and arrogance it takes for an idea like this to even come to fruition is all the proof you need. Just read this quote and imagine it coming out of a man’s mouth, then a woman’s. Which seems more believable?
“I am OK with giving out at least $1000 a day for the foreseeable future. It will not affect my finances significantly.”
That quote is literally oozing testosterone from start to finish. Can’t wait for this to turn into a dick-measuring contest between rich dudes everywhere, just one-upping each other nonstop until we can all quit our jobs and become professional traveling scavenger hunters.
PS: Still not convinced it’s a dude? I know man hands when I see them.