Whatever you do, Don't...Look...Down
Following the demise of the 99-cent shrimp cocktail, and the advent of the new Celine Dion Wretchosseum, there ain't much hope for that dusty jewel we call Vegas. But one glimmer remains: casino carpeting.
Big ups to the geniuses at this web site, who are cataloguing an entire gallery of the stuff—in all its eyeball-throbbing glory—before Steve Wynn replaces everything with tiny mosaic tiles made from endangered baby rhino horn.
Bonus: See how many stains you can spot!
Extra Super Bonus: Name that bodily fluid!
Posted by Ian at 6/16/2005