Celebrating body modification culture since 1994.
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I can’t say that a crab is what I’d choose as pubic tattoo, but then I’ve never had crabs so maybe I don’t realize just how awesome they are. Thanks to my friends Valentin and Genislav at Ink Brothers in Sofia, Bulgaria for sending this in. And please don’t whine that it’s blurred. If you need to see more that desperately, the uncensored version will be in the BME/extreme archives.
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I don’t know if people who read this blog read my more rambly personal blog as well, but I’m kind of wiped out today so the real posts will have to wait until tomorrow (thanks to Marty for driving me to the doctor). But I did want to at least share with you a pretty suspension, a pretty girl, another pretty girl, a pretty boy, and then top it off with ODB (aka Russel Jones, Ol’ Dirty Bastard, Dirt McGirt, Big Baby Jesus). Tattoo by Jesse Britten at Standard Ink Tattoo Co. in Chattanooga, TN.
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Ceilidhcrossbones‘s set of card suits tattooed across the inside of her fingers, done at SkinLine in Redruth, are pretty funny…
Anyway. I’m done posting here for the weekend, but I have some very cool stuff to post to BME (admittedly thanks to help from Sarge and Marisa, not due to my own efforts), either tomorrow or Sunday (depending on when Jon goes fishing). Well, good night, Westley. Good work. Sleep well. I’ll most likely kill you in the morning.
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“I had just turned twenty-one,” writes Siobhan Vicious, “and I already had a beer in my hand.” Hey, I’m Canadian, so I can say the same thing, but replace twenty-one with fourteen. Tattoo by Tom at Renaissance in Buffalo, NY. There’s probably something pathologically wrong with me that I think a person is more attractive with a beer or a joint in their hand. Seriously. Probably not a healthy fetish.
