MobGov - Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose

Gory Planet Guides - A Good Guide Hoy Dia Means No Bad Flight Mañana.

Hola amigos, I am Ryman Branson…porpoise enthusiast, child actor and part time Pablo Escobar imitator. 

Following the success of the Los Angeles version of the Gory Planet Guide I am now looking for your thoughts on the great city of Las Vegas…the Paris of Nevada as nobody has ever called it. 

Let Gory Planet know your thoughts. 

This edition is sponsored by the House of Magic, telling you what will happen to you since before you even thought about it

Also as an added bonus, rolling around like Elvis…quite coincidentally in Las Vegas…MobGov are looking for your opinions in the Percy Pig edition. 

Key topics this time are; ennui, inherited wealth and your leader of the week. 

The last time MobGov was here we asked the leaders about their plans in the post apocalyptic landscape.  Fortunately at least nine of them are still here, we will be canvassing those nine about how it started and how it’s going. 

MobGov – Riding The Wave of Relevance Like a Pro

Percy Pig and Las Vegas – A combination not seen since the last time someone threatened to turn Percy into bacon if he counted cards again.  Want the results skewed in your favour, have all your friends and members get involved.

MobGov:GPTG One Place OMG

Picking up a copy she fingered through it whilst waiting for her turn at the hair salon. "Have you seen this?" she asked leaning over to the woman next to her and showing the bit about the pig. "I've met Percy, right bastard he is." she said before folding the paper up and setting it on the seat next to her. "Although, he does smell good in the summer." 

WhyBother picked up a copy and then after reading it filled in a form about Las Vegas, pretty funny as always this paper and enjoyable to read anytime about anything. He had some really good time when reading it all this as always he get a new copy.

He thanked the author and lighted up a smoke when continuing his journey out in the streets.

The vegas heat did not sit well with an already angry goose, so would you be with feathers for a permanent coat on the desert

'HOOONK FUCKING HONK HONK PECK FLAP PISS FLAP BOLLOCKY WADDLE RUN CUNTY HONT'

(it's too fucking hot here)

Nice writing titfuckers, keep 'er goin'.

You guys are a buncha fuckin' beaties!