Oh boy you guys, mom and dad are gonna be PISSED when they see this paint everywhere, right? No? Oh, it’s just Kevin and Seth, having a good time while Niki snaps some shots? Well, fine. You kids got lucky this time. And, if that’s the case, then, uh, I think you missed a spot.
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Greetings, ModBloggers! As most of you are surely aware, there is little we here like more than glorious/hilarious facial hair, or at least a clever approximation of such. Well, elad (pictured) and his lovely photographer, Ashley, certainly seem to have the right idea. We didn’t even realize you could buy mustache bandages, though we admit we’re intrigued. And even beyond that? ‘Tis a fine photo indeed.
Welcome to Wednesday on ModBlog, folks. Nothing bleeds the same.
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Continuing with our tireless effort to bring you the very best in Summer of Dead Celebrities coverage, we announce with heavy hearts that beloved children’s book character/pansexual spokesthing Waldo has passed away, as seen above, looking his Harvey Dent-ish best. Cause of death is unknown, and though he was surrounded by nearly countless bystanders, not a single person claims to have seen him perish. Sources claim those in close vicinity were more interested in trying to find hidden swastikas or in catching topless sunbathers. Reports indicate, however, that Waldo continues to walk the earth, begging to be found, and probably stopping occasionally to eat folk, now that he is a zombie.
(Tattoo by Marty Lacombe at Live Once Tattoos in North Bay, Ontario.)
Whoa hey, a fine afternoon, isn’t it, folks? Let’s keep the good times rolling with this shot of the very lovely Fran, who is making, to our knowledge, her ModBlog debut. And an impressive debut it is, because, hey, who doesn’t enjoy well placed piercings and understated tattoos (which isn’t to say we aren’t fans of louder ones, either!) on pretty girls? Commie Nazis, that’s who.
(Mickey Mouse keyhole chest tattoo by Niki B at Evolutionary Skin in Birmingham, UK. Photo by FidgetStitch Photography.)
Look, I’m not going to pretend I know what’s going through the mind of someone when they decide to get a tattoo that combines Mario Brothers monsters with the worst toilet in Scotland (courtesy of Trainspotting), but whatever it is, I am so, so glad it’s there.
“I have a customer who loves ridiculous tattoos,” says the artist, Kelly Doty at Turnpike Tattoo in Meriden, Connecticut, “which is great, because I love doing ridiculous tattoos.” She calls this one, strangely enough, “the majestic venus poop trap, found in its natural habitat.” Keep it up.
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Last week, we mentioned Nae‘s gigantic silicone hand implants by Brian Decker and, apparently, ’tis the season, since the lovely Cour has checked in with this shot nicely displaying her very well-healed anchor implant by none other than Mr. Decker himself (previously, albeit slightly more obscured). And hey, if this sort of thing is up your alley, don’t forget to book an appointment with Brian for his trip to Columbus, Ohio, from July 29 to August 4. It’s just a good idea, alright?
(Photo by Jennifer Iler at Cherry Bomb Photography.)
Good day, ladies and gentlemen! Let’s get the ball rolling with ModBlog royalty Ferdudurke (more, more, more), who is courageously checking in from the middle of, hmm, a terrible lightning storm? A lightsaber battle? Some sort of drug-fueled “rave” party that all the kids are going to these days? Whatever it is, we thank our friend from Moscow for having the decency to wait until he had grown that fancy mustache before checking in. Much obliged, good sir.
And just like that, ModBloggers, we’ve got ourselves a Tuesday. Hold me uptight, let me breathe now, etc.
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Technical tomfoolery, sadly, kept us offline for a few hours this evening, but we’re back up and running and could think of no better way to send you fine people off into dreamland than with this horrific demon child, having just feasted on the tender flesh of an innocent. But hey, look how happy she is! That’s what counts, right? (So help us God she will eat your damn face if you disagree.)
Sleep tight, folks!
(Tattoo by the great Kyle Cotterman (more) at Ink Revolution Studios in Kingsport, Tennessee.)
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[NY Daily News] Last year, we were lucky enough to interview Kim Saigh, then of television spectacle L.A. Ink, and really, in addition to being a great artist, she could not have been sweeter and more pleasant to speak to. In a lot of ways, she stood in total opposition to what’s expected of reality television stars—that is, she did her best to function as a person who, it just so happened, was being filmed by a crew while doing what she would normally be doing during the day, without trying to manufacture drama or turn herself into a caricature for the purpose of making a name for herself as a member of Hollywood Elite or whatever nonsense. Well, ha ha, guess who’s not on L.A. Ink anymore! Saigh and fellow exceptional artist Hannah Aitchison have moved onto other things, and have been replaced with…wait, are you kidding me?
As the third season gets underway, the producers – or the stars – have reached into the reality show tool bag and added a new cast member, one that should come with the soundtrack from “Sesame Street” with Muppets singing “one of these things is not like the others.”
Aubry Fisher, who rose to fame, or more like shame, on VH1′s junk series “Rock of Love” turns up at Kat Von D’s shop in Los Angeles, and amazingly, without experience, gets a job there.
She immediately gets on everyone’s nerves – no shock there – including Von D’s, who is upset her brother hired her without letting her know.
Holy shit that is stupid. Seriously? L.A. Ink was never exactly high-brow entertainment, but at least the artists were, for the most part, decent human beings with considerable talent. And they’re replaced by actual garbage television run-off? Everybody involved should be very proud of themselves. Let’s see what Aubry’s bio claims she brings to the table:
– Doesn’t care about what other people think about her
– Is a self-described mean girl
– Great at starting a fire, but also good at putting one out
[…]
– Considers herself a Hollywood socialite
– Starred on Rock of Love 2
– Currently owns a karaoke business called “Crazy Bitch Karaoke”
Hey, remember when TLC used to stand for “The Learning Channel”? Ha ha, Jesus fucking Christ. At the same time, though, we also like to fancy ourselves Hollywood socialites! Jump the line, bottle service, etc.! Call us, Aubry!
[Dallas Morning News] Well, here is some delightful irony (or is it sacrilege?) for your afternoon. It seems some fellow down in Denton, Texas, visited a local tattoo establishment to receive some permanent iconography of the religious sort, and then displayed behavior unbecoming of the sentiment with which he was just tattooed! Here are the scandalous details:
A man commissioned a tattoo artist to imprint “Only God can judge me” on his upper arm Monday and then left without paying, the victim told Denton police.
The tattoo artist said the man came in to the shop in the 200 block of West University Drive with some friends and asked for the motto along with the image of praying hands.
The artist completed the work and asked for $200, according to the report. The man handed over a credit card, but the charge was declined by the credit card company. The man waited in the front of the store for a bit with his friends, and the friends slipped away.
Then the man ran out of the store, according to the report.
Obviously, we here at BME do not in any way support stiffing hard-working businesspeople, and we hope this is a wake-up call to artists across the country and around the world to only tattoo gainfully employed Satanists and godless atheists. It is for your own good and the well-being of your companies.
[Inquisitr] Hoo boy, as if you needed another excuse to get yer dick tattooed, covering the old johnson with ink could very well keep you out of jail! Example:
A UK man accused of flashing a female train guard has been cleared of all charges because of the tattoo of a lizard on his penis.
A female train guard accused 28 year old Barry Kenny of flashing his penis to herself and others while intoxicated on the train ride from Newcastle to Hartlepool. But the woman had not mentioned anything unusual about Kenny’s member.
Barry Kenny’s attorney managed to get the charges of indecent exposure dropped after Kenny was allowed to expose himself in court for magistrates to see that clearly, his accuser would have mentioned the tattoo had she really seen him expose himself on the train.
The train guard protested, however, explaining to the judge, “But Your Honor, I specifically mentioned the defendant showing me a tiny lizard!” Ha, get it? BOOSH! Seacrest out.
If you’re anything like me, you’re largely unimpressed by cats. “Oh, you’re enjoying your Sunday afternoon, sitting in your favorite chair and catching up on some reading? I’m just going to ninja my way across the room and then bite the shit out of your feet. Happy birthday, asshole.” Give me a big, dumb, loyal dog with nothing remotely resembling an independent streak any day of the week. With that said, I had a hard time not enjoying this portrait of a lost (but not forgotten, obviously) cat of Harriet‘s by Valerie Vargas at Frith Street Tattoo in London, England. After the jump, we zoom out to see this cold-blooded killer letting loose on an errant bumblebee.
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