Oh hey, it’s Candice, “ridin’ dirty,” as the kids say. Wait, do the kids say that? I haven’t a chance to peruse that LP on the gramophone yet. One thing grandpa Jordan does know, however, is that that’s some beautiful ebony ear jewelry.
Oh hey, it’s Candice, “ridin’ dirty,” as the kids say. Wait, do the kids say that? I haven’t a chance to peruse that LP on the gramophone yet. One thing grandpa Jordan does know, however, is that that’s some beautiful ebony ear jewelry.
So, when we got this photo from Matthias, something seemed a little fishy, a little off. Were his lobes fake? No, no. The white background brightened a bit too much? Nah. And that’s when we realized…tricky bastard Photoshopped urine in place of beer in that gigantic mug. April Fools! Really though, get off the Internet right now before that goddamn Internet worm finds you and molests the shit out of your computers.
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I can already hear the odd complainer arguing that this picture shouldn’t be here because, oh no, he only has a single lip piercing! That’s not worthy of ModBlog! Well, allow me to retort: Yes, yes it is. And when that lip piercing is being worn by a gentleman in the midst of what is clearly a glorious metal photo shoot? You better believe that’s going on ModBlog. Ten points to anyone who comments using only Mastodon lyrics.
(Piercing by Dana at Adorn Body Art in Beaverton, Oregon.)
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Hey, haven’t seen this one very often. Geezfools sends in these photos of his friend Chad suspending, facilitated by Hi I’m Buttons. Is there a name for this suspension? If not I’m going to throw it out there: The Hammock Suspension. Think about it.
Another shot, after the jump.
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I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Russians come from one hell of a hearty stock. Here’s a shot of the lovely corseted Nastya as photographed by Moscow’s Denam, whose work was last featured here in the form of this peacockery.
Umm … well … agreed! Good morning, ModBlog!
(Tattoo by Nick Green at Artistic Tattooing in Wrexham, UK.)
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Clearly, I am out of shape, because I swear I felt my goddamn hip shattering just looking at these pictures of Justin and Paul twisting and contorting themselves to stick their toes into their stretched lobes. Says MobyK:
Justin and Paul in Sydney in 2006 demonstrating they can insert a toe into a lobe. They succeeded but neither was able to get in both toes into the two ears. [Ed. note: Amateurs.] The hands on the beads are just holding hair away to take the pictures.
See the culmination of Justin’s attempt, as well as Paul’s own journey, after the jump.
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The last time we checked in with our old pal Nihilist, he was wearing a Cephalic Carnage shirt and sporting a bone through his nose, like your common body modification aficionado/savage. This time around, he’s showing off his new tattoo, which came as a JPEG cryptically named “pussymouthfoot.” And by “cryptically named,” I mean that before his tattoo artist moved out of town, he wanted a “carnivorous cunt” tattooed on his foot, because, hey, why not. It’s like reverse vagina dentata.
(Tattoo by Duff, currently at Midwest Tattoo in Eau Claire, Wisconsin, but moving to Pasadena, California, in May.)
Oh hey, it’s Kaylah! (Not to be confused with Anna.) You know, if there’s one thing that’s often discussed in salons and think-tanks around the world, it’s what sorts of advancements the next stage of human evolution will bring us. Personally? If naturally occurring blue hair hasn’t at least made the shortlist, well, then I don’t even know this rotten species anymore. (And yes, I realize hers is closer to teal/turquoise. Point still stands.)
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I have nothing to say about this picture, because I am dead. I am dead, and this picture killed me. I’ll let the new father take it from here:
Grahm Brian Clemmer, born 1:51 a.m., March 17, 2009. This was right after delivery. I got this tattoo well before my son was born. I wanted him to know that I would always be there for him.
(Tattoo by Heath Rave at Captive Elements in Blaine, Minnesota.)
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