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Oh, mawwiage. Happy nuptials to the newly minted Mr. and Mrs. Mutant, Kaitlin and Louie! The event was presided over by Dana Dinius from HTC, on location in scenic Phoenix, Arizona. After the jump, some more photos shot by esteemed photographer Andy Hartmark. “Our wedding seriously sucked if you couldn’t tell,” Kaitlin says. Clearly.
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Well well well, here we have young Justin, hailing from Oxnard, California’s scenic Channel Islands! As we can see, those are two-inch lobes (with 00-gauge piercings above those), a four-gauge septum piercing and 10-gauge twin lip piercings. Up next? Cheek piercings and stretching, stretching, stretching. Best of luck, sir!
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My, what a shocking turn of events! The hell-box your editor uses to accomplish various daily feats of ModBloggery has decided to poop itself repeatedly today, resulting in more cursing than usual here at headquarters in addition to the throbbing forehead vein of doom. Anyway! Things have (hopefully?) sorted themselves out somewhat, but we think it best to ease ourselves back in gradually, starting with Aleksandra’s calming floral sleeve by Toffi at Ink-Ognito in Rybnik, Poland. And…breathe.
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Well, look who it is! The last time we featured the very lovely La Negra, there was lots of talk about breasts, real and fake, and the various societal consequences of such unnatural mammarial extensions. Well, she has clearly just been shedding nipples left and right since then, as evidenced above in this shot by Martin Del Pozo taken backstage after a performance at Club Namunkura in Buenos Aires, Argentina. Do we still cherish her now that she is so painfully regular, with only her God-given nipples in place? Yes. Yes we do.
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Oh, hello! Welcome back, friends, to your regularly scheduled ModBlog—barring, of course, any sort of intergalactic apocalyptic death party, in which case your editor will be on the first life raft to the center of the earth, for safety. Anyway! Let’s usher out the end of humid August with the adorable pairing of John, on the right, and Preston, who may look fairly straight-laced, but is actually mostly robot parts beneath his clothes. Scientific fact! After the jump, John goes solo, if only temporarily.
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