tell many stories, some of survival as a member of Canada's most dangerous ex-lesbian biker gang and others of cliff-diving in Mexico where I was nearly killed twice. But, of course, all of my tattoos aren't about overcoming dangerous circumstances. My thigh tattoos celebrate love: the love between a virile man and a tattooed woman who almost got killed while diving off cliffs in Mexico.

Johnny & Gilbert desperately & secretly sought ***-change surgery to surprise each other. Friday Johnny (now known as Minnie) entered Gilbert's bedroom. “Look at me Gilly! I'm a real woman now!” Minnie exclaimed effeminately. “Me too!” Said Gil (now known as Pearl). “Let's have several dozen tons of lesbian-conceived babies through superficially **** *****-to-***** ******* & transfer!” Pearl proposed enthusiastically. “Hey guy, that sounds like a mega-reasonable plan to me,” Minnie replied as “her” wet girly ***** glistened like a ton of newly-fallen snow on a pink **** sports car.

The tall queen of India began so that our **** Singaporean maiden
cousins could understand: “You're in India now my Pola & Suzy, a
place that abounds in abysses where grey elephants ***** & ******!”
The Nepali mahatmaji began so that our pretty Singaporean maiden
cousins could understand: “You are now in Nepal my Pola & Suzy,
a land that's got 5 million abysses where elephants craps & ******!”