Fear And Loathing In My Gunties

Those who know Old Knudsen privately knows that he has cum into a bit of a windfall ......... or is it a doon fall I'm no sure.

Not only have I received a princely inheritance (to which several people had to be killed for) The car I designed has taken off big time in India.
I call it the Knudsen C-4 the reason being that if it goes any faster than 25 MPH it blows up, ha ha ha only kidding, well not really.

Its an inexpensive vehicle with all the parts finely crafted in Asian sweatshops and it is light enough to push when it breaks.


I am taking me money and heading for Vegas thats 'Lost Vegas' to you folks who are unworldly.

I like the wee hours of Vegas. Hardly anyone around with the tired older waitresses that are past their prime for day time work.

Go to one of the less famous casinos and you'd see grannies in fishnets serving drinks. The bar staff are also surly at that time. Old Knudsen learned early not to leave tips as they don't thank you instead they look at it as an inconvenience and eventually get around to clearing it off the bar.

I'll be taking my new ladyboy friend Woohoo and her friend whose name is unimportant, you see thats how Old Knudsen rolls.

Classy gurls who insist on first class all the way and the threesomes are great when they actually let me join in.