Saturday, EvylRobot and I made the questionable decision to head down to a particular flea market that we don’t generally frequent. It’s not exactly in our normal stomping grounds. One of the establishments we pass between here and there in a nightclub known as Fantasy Island.
Overheard in the car:
ER: That doesn’t really look like much of a fantasy
Me: Well, unless your idea of a fantasy includes syphilis.
And so you can imagine my giggles when this story popped up as breaking news.
Last week, a task force raided Fantasy Island and wrote more than 20 citations ranging from possession of firearms to illicit sexual conduct.
Nice place, there.