Henry Rollins Countdown!....(and A Gorilla In My Tits)

Henry Rollins, in my bedroom.

The gorgeous Henry Rollins is here; he is in Victoria, Canada! My womb shivers at the mere thought of our proximity. I am certain that by the time he makes his way to Calgary, I will be a melted puddle of estrogen on the pavement. All I ask is that he steps through me on his way into the theatre.

Time is a-ticking, friends. If you want to see Henry Rollins while he is touring this ice bucket we call Canada, go here to get your tickets now.

I haven't posted in a while, because I am moody and unreliable. But alas, I wanted to share with you the adventures of my new friend, Gorilla Bananas Junior. GBJ was sent to me by a random stranger of whom I have never heard, nor spoken to, nor left stupid comments on his blog. This little gift came from out of the blue...

Let's see a day-in-the-life of one of my victims.

GBJ, Driving to Work

Working Reception at the Tattoo Parlour

GBJ Coffee Break

Sniffing Panties Shopping for Panties at 
the Loonie Plus Store

GBJ Getting tattooed by Wes

GBJ getting his eyebrow pierced by
the gorgeous Deanna Mae

Shameless Tourist Photo Op

Hey Henry Rollins: see how nicely I treat my guests? If you need a place to crash while you're in town next week, I can promise you the same tattooing, piercing, panty-sniffing fun.

Take a look at this:

Come to me, Henry...

I know what you can't resist, baby.




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