let me tell you alittle about the pahrump i know.
when i arrive home from my vegas commute i pull up the driveway- get out of the car, then hear complete silence. the smells are of sweet sage. maybe there are jackrabbits staying on the move to avoid the coyotes. if it is night, the sky is filled with stars. and if i see my neighbors, we meet at the fence- and talk. I love living in the country. I lived in vegas for so many years- that i just couldnt take those police helecoptors anymore. Hey Buhler- who are you.
"there is only one type of pahrumpian"?? Are you new at this writing thing? Like, is this your first big assignment? And if michael is here, are you going to leave him alone.
or do you now see your chance at the big-time. Im betting on the big-time. you can be the local guide to the worlds media. people like you are the reason people like us left vegas.