Tattooed Shemales

[Nicole Dupre]

some pics need to be photoshopped....

Imagine a hypothetical situation involving Butters' dad, who gets an appetite for cock, so he goes downtown and meets a skinny dude in drag and damn near shaking from withdrawal, and of course inked up, living under the bridge, with scabies etc. And that forbidden sex is some of the best he's ever paid for... so he comes to associate a good time with dermatologic conditions!

Does this not make perfect sense for why a guy might like models with sores?!?

You are always talking about cock. Why does every thread you post on degenerate into a cock convo?

But you know what? FUCK YOU! She needs no fucking kudos from an anonymous closet case. Take your homophobia and shove it.

[Nicole Dupre]

Bump, minus Phobun's hater nonsense.

[Crackdsatyr]

Cute tattooed flower

[Crackdsatyr]

another tattooed darling

[Crackdsatyr]

Tattooed Stefani

[antje.k]

Bliss

What happened to her?

[Ben]

Agree? Disagree?

Published on Saturday, July 28, 2012 by Common Dreams Tattoos As Self-Mutiliation

by David Macaray

Even though I was more or less in favor of it for reasons of health and hygiene, it was nonetheless a surprise how swiftly and irrevocably the ban against smoking tobacco went into effect. On Monday, we were all smoking in our homes and offices, mindlessly chugging away on those deadly cancer sticks, and by Friday, we were being told we could never smoke indoors again.
Another surprise was the success of bottled water. Never in our wildest dreams would we have thought that beverage companies could convince price-conscious consumers to voluntarily pay for something they could otherwise get for free, particularly after scientific tests have shown that municipal water is, in fact, freer of bacteria than so-called “mountain spring” water. It just proves how effective an advertising campaign can be.
But perhaps the biggest surprise of all has been the ubiquity of tattoos. If you had asked me in 1980 what the chances were of a good portion of the American population—men and women, young and old—walking around in 2010 covered in tattoos, I would have answered “Zero.”



Honestly, I’ve never seen an attractive tattoo. Never. Not one. Not “USMC” (Untied States Marine Corps), not a heart with an arrow piercing it; not a flower, not a butterfly, not a bird, not a horned demon, not a Chinese character purporting to translate as “Peace,” or “Harmony.” Every tattoo I’ve ever seen manages to detract from the person’s appearance. In truth, seeing that crap plastered on people’s bodies makes me think of graffiti spray-painted on an overpass.
I knew a woman who tattooed the date of her son’s birth on her forearm. When I asked why she did it, she said it was because she loved her son and wanted to “commemorate” his birth. Because I love my daughter, but didn’t feel obliged to engrave the date of her birth on my body, I facetiously asked the woman if she was afraid she’d forget his birthday if she didn’t write it down. It was a dumb joke. She wasn’t amused.
According to the guy down at the donut shop, there are three possible explanations for the popularity of tattoos: Aesthetics, Imitation, and Exhibitionism.
Aesthetics makes perfect sense. A woman may think a large, red and blue flower on her shoulder adds to her overall attractiveness, makes her seem more feminine, and a man may genuinely believe that a fierce skull wearing a top hat makes him appear more masculine or menacing. There’s no accounting for tastes.
And imitation may simply reflect the powerful influence of peer pressure, something we’re all aware of and, if we’re honest with ourselves, something we’ve all succumbed to. When the high school student body president gets a tattoo on his/her arm, 200 classmates are going to want to get tattoos on their arms. So maybe that’s the explanation. Tattoos are viral.
As for exhibitionism, we can only hope that’s not the answer. We can only hope that a “Hey, look at me!” mentality hasn’t reached critical mass. “Hey, look at my design, look at my symbol, look at my message!” Don’t judge me by who I am, folks; judge me by what I have printed on me.
We used to have personalized T-shirts. Now we have personalized skin. Given the dominant role that commerce now plays in our society, this is my prediction for the future: A company will pay us good money to have “Drink Coke” printed on our necks.


David Macaray, a Los Angeles playwright and author, was a former union rep.

[onmyknees]

Agree? Disagree?

Published on Saturday, July 28, 2012 by Common Dreams Tattoos As Self-Mutiliation

by David Macaray

Even though I was more or less in favor of it for reasons of health and hygiene, it was nonetheless a surprise how swiftly and irrevocably the ban against smoking tobacco went into effect. On Monday, we were all smoking in our homes and offices, mindlessly chugging away on those deadly cancer sticks, and by Friday, we were being told we could never smoke indoors again.
Another surprise was the success of bottled water. Never in our wildest dreams would we have thought that beverage companies could convince price-conscious consumers to voluntarily pay for something they could otherwise get for free, particularly after scientific tests have shown that municipal water is, in fact, freer of bacteria than so-called “mountain spring” water. It just proves how effective an advertising campaign can be.
But perhaps the biggest surprise of all has been the ubiquity of tattoos. If you had asked me in 1980 what the chances were of a good portion of the American population—men and women, young and old—walking around in 2010 covered in tattoos, I would have answered “Zero.”



Honestly, I’ve never seen an attractive tattoo. Never. Not one. Not “USMC” (Untied States Marine Corps), not a heart with an arrow piercing it; not a flower, not a butterfly, not a bird, not a horned demon, not a Chinese character purporting to translate as “Peace,” or “Harmony.” Every tattoo I’ve ever seen manages to detract from the person’s appearance. In truth, seeing that crap plastered on people’s bodies makes me think of graffiti spray-painted on an overpass.
I knew a woman who tattooed the date of her son’s birth on her forearm. When I asked why she did it, she said it was because she loved her son and wanted to “commemorate” his birth. Because I love my daughter, but didn’t feel obliged to engrave the date of her birth on my body, I facetiously asked the woman if she was afraid she’d forget his birthday if she didn’t write it down. It was a dumb joke. She wasn’t amused.
According to the guy down at the donut shop, there are three possible explanations for the popularity of tattoos: Aesthetics, Imitation, and Exhibitionism.
Aesthetics makes perfect sense. A woman may think a large, red and blue flower on her shoulder adds to her overall attractiveness, makes her seem more feminine, and a man may genuinely believe that a fierce skull wearing a top hat makes him appear more masculine or menacing. There’s no accounting for tastes.
And imitation may simply reflect the powerful influence of peer pressure, something we’re all aware of and, if we’re honest with ourselves, something we’ve all succumbed to. When the high school student body president gets a tattoo on his/her arm, 200 classmates are going to want to get tattoos on their arms. So maybe that’s the explanation. Tattoos are viral.
As for exhibitionism, we can only hope that’s not the answer. We can only hope that a “Hey, look at me!” mentality hasn’t reached critical mass. “Hey, look at my design, look at my symbol, look at my message!” Don’t judge me by who I am, folks; judge me by what I have printed on me.
We used to have personalized T-shirts. Now we have personalized skin. Given the dominant role that commerce now plays in our society, this is my prediction for the future: A company will pay us good money to have “Drink Coke” printed on our necks.


David Macaray, a Los Angeles playwright and author, was a former union rep.

Fuck him and his inane musings. I guess that means I disagrree?

[Jenny Johnson]

Stefani again lol HOT!!!

[Willie Escalade]

I love gals with tattoos. The majority of my favorites have them. What's the big deal?

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