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Larry’s final FUCK YOU to L.A. ■ A twilight zone experience ■ LA Fireman with Million $ salary ■ How Commies destroyed California ■ Can you “Go home again?” ■ Larry attends a SUPER SPREADER event
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I fled L.A. in July of 2023. Didn’t imagine I’d be returning for a visit – ever – but then — a wedding invitation.
How much worse can a city get in 18 months? Well, it can burn to the fucking ground. In some ways, that may be an improvement.
This trailer is parked – 24/7 – outside a home worth well over $3 million. Inside the trailer lives an armed guard, paid to be there by the homeowner.
Ain’t Los Angeles wonderful?
Look at this home, just a rock throw up the street. Behold that spiked gate and wall. And the shimmering razor wire surrounding the entire property. And all that surveillance crap on the post.
Plus, the guy installed his own street lights (there are already city street lights, but they don’t always work) that are motion-triggered and paint the whole fucking street with that harsh prison camp million-lumen glare that says HIGH CRIME AREA almost as loudly as the two attack dogs prowling the perimeter. If you walk within 15 feet of the wall, a voice informs you that you are being video recorded!
Here’s an LA sign – cyclists can use the full lane of the road, a road with a 40 mph speed limit.
Yes, that geriatric on a recumbent trike with the Mickey Mouse see me flag, gliding along at 5 mph is entitled to the entire road bed, so if you’re stuck behind him, tough shit. He’s simply more important than you are, because… Climate Change. He’s also more important than that ambulance with the woman in labor or the fire engine on it’s way to a burning school. Wrinkle on Trike takes precedence, you planet killing, internal combustion monster!
Speaking of cars, step up YOUR ride and maybe the Four Seasons Hotel valet will park your Rolls or Porsche out front with the other heavy hitters’ rides. L.A. – the city where assholes literally wear their cars.
Quite often they live it a shit box apartment and their car payment is a multiple of their rent, but its better to impress strangers on freeways than live in a decent home… isn’t it?
After LA, we went to the Palm Springs area and got sick as dogs from some flu that felled everyone at the wedding – including the bride and groom who were too sick to make their honeymoon.
Everyone should have a cactus growing out of their sidewalk.
Why is this big plastic cowboy holding a muffler? Who the fuck knows?
He’s nowhere near a muffler shop. You expect logic in So Cal? Wise the fuck up!
The sign says chill the fuck out, but the store owner seemed pretty uptight.
Fuck L.A., it’s literally toast.
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