Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Are you ready for some football!?!

Every super fan knows the only way to truly support your team is to get some ink, whether it be at your local shop, your pal's garage or even in jail. The more zany, the better! Here are some of our favorite National Football League tattoos.

Way to commit, Larry. "I like'em all" is what assholes say.

Richard Cranium

      Is this a Cleveland Browns tattoo? Its level of suck seems fitting.


See Larry, this is how you do it!

Loyalty. 
Fact: The New York Giants are dicks. But at least they won't shoot at you like Raiders fans will.

Go Goats!

Somehow, I feel this should have been a tramp stamp.

Are prisoners even allowed to watch the Super Bowl?

Create your own caption!


Friday, July 29, 2011

Eazy Mother Fuckin' Unabombing E

Ted Kaczynski or Eric Wright it's all the same, bombin' on fools is my mother fuckin' game.
Time to pay the bookstore for a dictionary.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Old Glory

Happy Independence Day, America! Skin Fart salutes you and all or your tattoo-faced patriots!

Monday, June 6, 2011

None Too Pleased


"Chi-tonw", "Fruitville" and a spider
My bet is on Peoria for Skin Fart capital of the Western hemisphere.

"B-Graids" in all his glory.


Monday, April 18, 2011

Ferret: a punk rock centerfold

  Some people strive with all their energies to become "punk rock" and never quite get it. Others do it with such ease it leaves your head spinning. Take for example, my pal Ferret. For years now, he's been getting shit-faced in shady-ass pool halls, attending every show that comes through town, breaking bottles over naysayers heads, passing out where he pleases and gathering a wicked collection of Skin Farts from around the world. And although he's now well into his 30s, the scrappy little bastard has shown no signs of slowing down! So, we salute you Ferret, and all of your glorious Skin Farts! Shit, we might even rename ourselves Skin Ferret.
Ferret circa 2002




Notice the placement of this punk pig-like thingy over his heart.

Fuck no, he doesn't own a macaw or listen to Jimmy Buffet. He just thought it looked cool, on his forearm.

I can't say enough about this melty tri-faced thingy.

I can hear him now, "Just gimme somethin' punk on my arm, man. I don't give a fuck."

I swear to Christ that the singer in the middle of this awesome back-piece is none other than Ferret himself.
If you look closely you'll see an Asian gangster w/ a smoking gun pointed directly at you. Also, notice the candle burning away below
Ferret circa 2011

Friday, April 15, 2011

Psychic Friends Network

    Back in the day, soothsayers spent their time hanging around in mystical caves whippin' up magic potions, imbibing said magic potions and seein' shit. Now with the advent of designer drugs, they just get whammered, see shit and then go into the kitchen and get a tattoo of the shit they saw.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

What up, cuz?

                                                   The end, that's what's up.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Name That Skin Fart

Honestly, I forgot what the guy told me it was and I can't figure it out on my own. Kinda looks like a black finger descending from a storm cloud. Whatever it is, it's cool as shit.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Love that chicken.

Some folks have an unhealthy obsession with their food. Or do they?

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Old Hickory is none too pleased.


We're not sure what's going on here. Does this gentlemen despise Abraham Lincoln or does he like him a little too much?
                                     "fuck lincoln IN THE BUTT"