The last time we saw Cole up there, he was showing off that handsome chest piece, and understandably so! This time around, however, his clothes have tragically disappeared somehow, though this calamity at least allows us a convenient vantage point of the cephalopodic addition to his side by Jay at Trigger Happy in Vancouver, British Columbia. After the jump, we get a better look at a few things that are mildly obscured in the above photo.
For his birthday present this year, Ralph’s parents gave him a choice: he could either get new jewelry for his two-inch lobe piercings, or he could get the expensive, experimental surgery to have the gigantic penis head removed from the top of his skull. After less deliberation than one might expect, Ralph chose the ear jewelry. He stands by his decision. So do we.
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And here we have UVO, checking in from the Bay Area with a very convincing genital pixelation tattoo on his genitals! Oh, wait, that’s not it at all, is it?
Well…of course not. What we have here is a bifurcated glans, with each side having been fit through fairly large-gauge piercings in his foreskin. “My current genital modification project,” he says, “is an attempt to loosen both halves of my bifurcated glans so that they wobble around and look and feel like they are ready to come off. I have started with the right side, and will continue only on that side for awhile.” Thus far, he says, the right side is considerably looser than the left, but at the time these photos were taken, he’d only started making cuts on the underside of the glans.
After the jump, UVO tries wearing it off to the side.
BME Shop is having a huge sale — everything in the store (except anesthetics) is 25% off! Go stock up at shop.BMEzine.com before this deal ends!
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Well hey, here we have the only half-evil (if that) Mr_Hyde, checking in from old Italia, showing off, among other things, that handsome cutting on his stomach by Lewis from Trimur Tattoo, in photos by Jacopo Lorenzini. This photo? We’ve got a click-through. After the jump, one photo does and one doesn’t. Guess which is which! I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.
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See, now, this is why it’s recommended that you always use a cutting board when chopping various meats and vegetables—one wrong swipe and something like this could easily happen. Unless, of course, this is the sort of (relatively hardcore) erotic play in which you’re trying to engage, in which case a cutting board would probably just get in the way. All of which is to say, jack6two is not interested in any of your damn cutting boards, thank you very much.
Hey, you all know the rules—Wednesday is Wangday here on ModBlog! Today’s entry into the pantheon is the music aficionado you see above, sporting an 11 mm. Prince Albert piercing through which he has threaded his standard issue Apple iPod earbuds and then proceeded to Midori himself nicely up with the rest of the cord. (For the completists, the iPod itself seems to be playing Finger Eleven’s “I’ll Keep Your Memory Vague.”) Warning: Neither BME nor Apple officially endorse this use of Apple products, and such use may void one’s warrantee.
You begged. You pleaded. You dropped to your knees and prayed for it. (Or maybe you just mentioned it twice in the comments.) Whatever the case may be, your calls have been answered, and nobody is happier than we are to have Casual Fridays back! Today, as you can see, is a gentleman with a rather intense deep shaft piercing caught swingin’ in the breeze. And by “swingin’ in the breeze,” of course, I mean, “in possession of a deadly weapon.”
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Oh, you didn’t know? Wednesday is Wangday here at ModBlog! And here is one industrious member, fresh out of his MFA program (probably?), showing off some fine technique and just drawing himself a self-portrait for his portfolio. It’s a little rough, sure, but hey, art is, like, subjective, you philistines.
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Look, all I’m saying is, I appreciate Fyrezice‘s commitment to time-honored sartorial traditions like the bow-tie and the mustache. Mix that with the cigarette, and this is truly the Mad Men of self-done penectomies. All that’s missing is an 11 a.m. glass of Scotch.
(Disclaimer: This, of course, is not to be glib or to make light of this experience, which was, to be sure, not an endeavor to be taken lightly at all. Lucky for us, he has written down, in great detail, the entire process from start to finish, including not just descriptions of what physically took place, but lengthy discussions of his motivations and his life following the procedure. This is a truly fascinating account—we’d love to interview him, if not for the fact that he’s already gone into so much detail about everything. Eh, maybe we’ll still try. As well, his BME/Hard gallery can be found here.)
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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.