Bloody Instructions


Oh. my. God.

Nobody move. You hear me? Nobody move.

OK, actually, somebody should move and call or text message God or the marines or whatever you do in a situation like this. What situation? Oh, nothing, just that we here at BME have apparently stumbled upon the source of the goddamned swine flu that is the newest pandemic that is going to find and murder every last one of us. Do not be taken in by its seductive prowess, people. Remember: Everybody is at risk, even if the pig is wearing a dental dam. Be safe out there.

(Tattoo by Tom Ingram at Black Hole Tattoos in Portland, Oregon.)

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My Thoughts Were So Loud I Couldn’t Hear My Mouth


I don’t know how it was where you were, ModBloggers, but around these parts, we just endured a weekend of borderline oppressive heat. And it’s only April? Sweet merciful crap. Sweden’s own psychoclown up there has the right idea with a sweet, refreshing ice cream cone. I personally prefer the dairy kind to the inedible metal sort, but hey, to each his or her own, right? We’re not here to judge.

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Thy Will Be Done


We’re gonna have a whole lot more Dallas SusCon photos filtering in shortly, but let’s keep it in-house for now with these lovely shots of Miss Cookie as captured by BME’s own Phil Barbosa. Those are some long since healed branding scars on her chest (as well as 3D implants), and after the jump, check out some scars on her stomach with outlines cut in with scalpels and filled in with electrocautery branding, all by her husband, Steve Haworth.

Getting Shit Dunn III


We’ve been following Eric‘s intense thigh-and-more scarification from the beginning (here and here), and now we have yet another update! This time around, you’re looking at a piece that is just over eight months old (or 21,168,000 seconds…or 248 days…and so on) and it has raised just beautifully. It should come as no surprise, of course, that this was done by The Thunder From Down Under, Wayde Dunn while in scenic Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

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Just Like on TV


Well hot holy damn, say hello to Toronto’s own Khymeira. There’s a lot to like here—quality lighting, well-placed and healthy piercings and blue hair? That’ll do just fine. Check out a few more shots after the jump.

(Septum piercing by Johnny Tribe at New Tribe in Toronto, Ontario.)

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We’ll Take Back Toad Hall Again


OK, so, these photos don’t really have anything to do with each other, but there are a few common threads:

They were both sent in by female acquaintances. (Awalkingmodification and Phoenixxx, respectively.)

They’re both tattooed! Hooray.

And, most importantly…

Nobody lounges harder than either of them. Care to argue? Good luck, Chachi.

Until tomorrow, ModBloggers.

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Rest Your Trigger on My Finger


Well here’s a fun and sexy time! Some vulgar pin-up gal walks into a cowboy bar, finds the biggest gun in the room, pumps him to the gills with powder and then just goes to town—who hasn’t heard that story before? (I think it was the plot for Deadwood.) Anyhow, what better excuse than this piece by Sean Walrad from Colorado Springs’s Pikes Peak Tattoo to get an old-fashioned ModBlog debate fired up? Let’s see…what’s more important, a healthy sex life or the right to bear arms? THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE.

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