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I have a feeling IAM: IKillBabys‘s knuckle sandwich [Ed. note: Please don’t kill babies] might be a little gamey. My advice? Stick with a hearty corned beef on rye with a side of matzo-ball soup. IKillBabys gets in touch with his inner Goldberg, after the jump.
(Tattoos by Miguel at Black Cat Tattoo in Panama City Beach, Florida.)
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Sorry for the late start today, folks — the ol’ internets have been in douchebag mode all morning. Anyway, enjoy these cute suture tattoo wedding bands. Ah, to be young and in love and also a zombie, probably. Good morning Happy brunchtime, ModBlog!
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I know, I know … it’s not fair to you, the fine readers, to post such abjectly horrifying images at this late an hour. It’s getting on towards bedtime, and here I am, the thoughtless ogre, putting up shots that would spook the bejesus out of a goddamned sea monster. What do I have to say for myself? Not much. Not much at all.
Scare yourselves to sleep, ModBlog, and we’ll see you in the morning.
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You see a cutting like this and it makes you curious about the person wearing it. Are they an alcoholic in the 1920s, or maybe just a big fan of pineapple juice? A bartender, or a no-holds-barred street brawler? A Luddite decrying the newfangled electric pursuits of our modern world, or simpzzzzzzzzz OH, hey, you should probably just ignore me and admire the handiwork of Brooklyn’s favorite son, Brian Decker of Pure Body Arts.
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IAM: cuntcumber has been proudly displaying his mug on his hilarious chestpiece for a while now, but the bar has officially been raised. Why does he have antlers? I don’t know. Why do birds sing in the morning? Why do mangos taste the way they do? When life gives you a gift, you don’t question it.
(Tattoo by Matt Lukesh at Seppuku Tattoo in Savannah, Georgia.)
