WRITTEN FOR THOSE WHO FIND THEMSELVES DRYING OUT THE SKINS OF ANIMALS YOU HUNTED DOWN AND KILLED YOURSELF WEARING NOTHING BUT A COCK RING AND A SMILE.ALSO, WE LIKE TO CONSIDER OURSELVES HIGHLY INTELLIGENT AND EXTREMELY MOTIVATED IF THE NEED ARISES.WE ARE NOT SOLDIERS OF FORTUNE BUT OF REASON.SOCIALISM COUNTS AND SO DOES WHISKEY.MAKE NO MISTAKE WE ARE DEADLY AND LOVELY.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

The New Dildo

Imagine a world where everything was fair and fairy tales came true and the rabbit got away from jumping over the dingleberry bush. Now drop the crack pipe and enter a sobriety program quick. Life is the greatest teacher, I have heard. Sure, why not! I'll believe anything once. Taking the time to break down all the minuscule things that bother us in a day is so incredibly time consuming anyway. What I really try for is to live in the now and enjoy the now while trying to not think of things I have absolutely no control over. Like that hole at the bottom of the ocean spewing black death into the Gulf Of Mejico...Or the 1000's of acres of rain forest that are slashed and burned daily. I am the beautiful center of the universe, I am enlightened. (cue tooth falling out into sink) This must be my obsession week of the month. Insert this weeks couple things such as the premiere issue of Bound By Ink and the article on how to make your own tattoo machine in prison and the latest album by Rusko, entitled OMG...


Published with the intent to deviate your brain from your lame job and on a mission to fill your life with color and true awesomeness which is the tattooing community, Bound By Ink is a fresh take on the conventional magazine by departing from the all too familiar tat mag formula. The layout is fresh,informative and written as though it was penned by a an old friend who wants to holla at ya about sumpin'. This combined with a new crop of tattoo photo dogs who have completely gone digital this magazine knocks those sad old dick magazines in the dirt. I give everyone a chance but my prediction is that once the sponsors start rolling in with the money spots everything else will get squeezed out thru the pages...I hope I am wrong...
the "whadafack happening"session:
The Fat Ninja asked if I had heard this yet...
Now that I have, I can honestly say that American music is too overproduced.
This album packs everything from hip-hop influences, sprinkles of Miami Bass,gaye house,French Techno-House,Disco,T-Pain and a loogey of noise. I don't hate it but I have to listen to it at least 2 more times to figure it out. I did play it while working out today and it was fun. Maybe have it playing in the background of a cock fight slash tattoo party.






If I type in the word Justin Beiber I will be on google more than a demi-god...





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