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2002 : Erotic City |
They say
it's a long hard road outta hell, but lemme tell ya, the road
to hell isn't exactly what I would call an expressway,
either. Over the past several months, the ever-present threat
of another Ink-N-Pink festival has been looming on the
horizon like a recurring case of genital warts. The problem
with this was that I started having flashbacks of Ink-N-Pink's
past terrors, which brought me to the conclusion that it was
time to let Ink-N-Pink die a quiet and peaceful death. Hopefully,
no one would notice. My hopes didn't last long. As you can see
by the prominent presence in this month's issue, Ink-N-Pink
is back in full force. So I'm gonna dedicate this month's Erotic
City to you, Ink-N-Pink. You've been my bitch mistress for
the past two years, but we're gonna use each other one last
time, and then we're through. When I've parted ways with lovers
in the past, its always common courtesy to fuck each other's
brains out one last time before it's all over. And if memory
serves me correctly, the sex is usually superior when you know
that there are no strings attached. So hopefully, this will
apply to this month's upcoming flesh-fest.
The one
central force binding Ink-N-Pink has always been the competition
to achieve the crown of Miss Ink-N-Pink. Year One gave us the
hypnotic sex kitten Sage, who chose to retire once she
was blessed with her crown. She served as our intoxicating hostess
for Year Two's tattoo odyssey and passed off her crown to the
incredibly powerful performance artist Anya. So who will
be our final princess of painted flesh in this tattooed trilogy
of terror?
When it
comes to a standard exotic dancer, there's a brand-new batch
of babes coming of age as each day passes. And unfortunately,
in this town, things like talent and/or beauty are not prerequisites
when choosing exotic dancer as a career choice. If you've got
a hole and a heartbeat, you are more than welcome to take it
all off in one of our fine establishments here in Pornland.
And hey, if you've got a crystal meth habit, an abusive boyfriend,
and multiple illegitimate children tugging on your ankles, then
you are truly made to be a stripper, baby!
But when
selecting a tattooed dancer for an event such as Ink-N-Pink,
the prospective talent is much harder to come by. Tattooed dancers
are not born; they are painstakingly created with each buzz
of the needle carving into their flesh. The sacred temple of
their bodies becomes a canvas which will translate the world
as seen through the eyes of their individual lives. Sounds really
deep, doesn't it? But think about it, kiddies, it doesn't get
any deeper than a tattoo. I look at the ink stains I've had
carved into my flesh over the years and I'll admit that I've
already had some remorse about my choices. But an exotic dancer
spends a major percentage of her career exposing every inch
of her flesh to every degenerate in this city. So when a dancer
adorns herself with a tattoo, she better make damn sure its
something she's gonna be comfortable with.
A prospective
Ink-N-Pink girl is not just some random twirler with a rose
tattooed on her ankle or some cracked-out stripping relic
with a Harley-Davidson symbol over her ass. The girls we look
for consider the body as a whole, one complete canvas. When
you look at walking works of art like Sage and Anya, you should
be able to see exactly what I'm talking about.
So the
tattoos are only half the battle when seeking success in Ink-N-Pink
competition. Talent is also a must. And if you're lacking
on the talent, ladies, you better be hot as hell if you expect
to get anywhere. Just hopping up on stage in a tacky fluorescent
tub dress from the clearance rack at Cathie's isn't
gonna score you any points. And performing creative moves
such as bending over and spreading your ass cheeks, or flossing
your snatch with a soiled thong, is gonna leave you coming
up short as well.
Get
the point now. Miss Ink-N-Pink contenders are becoming more
and more difficult to find in this town. We want it all. Excessive
tattoos, hot chicks, and talent all wrapped up in one unique
package. One young lady actually spent a good part of this
year dousing her flesh in ink for the sole purpose to participate
in a contest, which we almost didn't have. There are a few
leftover near-misses from
past
years that'll be giving it another shot with a little more
feeling. Ink-N-Pink history has given us quite a few special
ladies in the past three years. These hellions possess traits
such as determination, fierce competitiveness, insecure
intimidation and manipulation, sexual frustration, addiction,
and dysfunction. Now I'm not sure what type of women some
of the other contests out there are looking for, but we're
talking about the perfect Ink-N-Pink typecast role-model
here. And just suppose you've ever been ejected from an
Ink-N- Pink event in the past and were hoping you might
be able to join us for our final crusade? No problem, baby,
all you have to do is get Ink-N-Pink tattooed across your
ass, get fired by Doc's Bar and Grill, Cocktails
and Dreams, Union Jacks, and The Pallas,
and we just might consider you as blow-job consultant to
the stage crew. This year's prospects are still coming together
at press time, but from what I've seen so far, we've got
some great fresh meat on the platter for you all to feast
on, my friends. But feed well, for this is your Last Supper.
Another
entertaining part of Ink-N-Pink has always been the locations
where these unholy events have taken place. Certain clubs
seem like they would be a natural for an event such as this,
and others will never quite fit the mold. One unexpected
success has always been Jody's Bar and Grill. Now,
when you walk up to a good old boy such as Jody Tanner
and try to sell him on the idea of a bunch of tattooed freaks
marching into his club, bringing along a couple of half-naked
pyromaniacs, and we get to keep all the money, what else
would you expect him to say but, "Sounds like a great idea!"
The beautiful thing about Jody is, that is exactly how he
responded. He, as well as the rest of Jody's staff, believed
in Ink-N-Pink when it was nothing. Now, three years later,
it's still nothing, and they still believe in us. As a
matter of fact, Jody's Bar & Grill is probably the inciting
incident that led to Ink-N-Pink being resurrected at all
this year. When I told Brad Tanner there would be
no event, he threw himself in front of my car and cried
like a little girl until I comforted him, and found myself
weakened by his boyish good looks and agreed to do one more
year. But that isn't gonna work next year, Brad, unless
you start putting out. So this year, Ink-N-Pink's most sacred
night of Halloween will be held at Jody's. Costume contests
and big prizes for all at this one.
Another
long-termer in the Ink-N-Pink family has been Union Jacks.
Ink-N-Pink was born here, and in some ways, inspired by
this dark, gothic alternative landmark of nudity, which
made it a natural to launch this event within its dark and
comfortable walls. The first cut will tear through Jacks
on Friday, October 18th. Over the years, I've watched Jacks
struggle to overcome a stereotype of offering nothing but
the darkest, angriest, Goth-ridden Prozac princesses in
PDX. Now that they offer a stellar lineup of diversified
entertainers, Ink-N-Pink is taking them back to their roots.
Look for an outdoor vendor and tattoo chamber on their beer
garden this year, not to mention live tattooing as well,
(possibly even piercing as well.)
Our
last two host clubs will be the Pallas Club taking on their
second year in the family. Last year's event packed 'em
in, and the high-tech cavernous atmosphere along with huge
multiple runway stages worked remarkably well for Ink-N-Pink.
Check out the Pallas gig on Thursday, October 24th. Which
leads us to the big finale. Welcome back to Cleopatra's
Viewpoint. Ink-n-Pink will wrap up on Saturday, November
2nd at The Viewpoint. Don't miss this one if you wanna have
any stories to terrify your grandkids with. This will be
the absolute last, final, end-of-it-all event to put Ink-N-Pink
in its grave once and for all. We'll announce our winner
and slam you with every alternatively arousing trick in
our perverted little bags on this one. Let's just say it'll
be fortunate that Sunday is the morning after, cause they'll
be lining up for confession on this one. And you'll even
have the perfect escape to ditch your girlfriend by sending
her upstairs for the Male Review while you ogle these tattooed
beauties one last time.
WELCOME TO HELL, LESBIANS!
Okay,
now its no secret that Exotic magazine has had
a somewhat controversial relationship with our bush-lickin'
babes out there. Be sure to join us for a first when Ink-N-Pink
is joining together with our favorite doorman, Jim
Goad, to present you with "What's With All the Lesbians?"
LIVE!!! This event will be tied in with The Ink-N-Pink
V.I.P. Party held at The Devil's Point on Thursday,
October 17th. There's only a couple of ways to get in
on this very elite, limited-seating event. You will either
receive a V.I.P. invitation courtesy of Ink-N-Pink; you
can blow an Exotic staff member; or you can bring
along an angry lesbian willing to verbally spar with the
mind of Jim Goad. Confirmation of lesbianism will be required
on entry. Upon proof, receive a buck off for every lesbian
you bring. Prizes will be offered for hottest lipstick
lesbian and butchest dyke. Aside from all this, the party
will launch The Devil's Point's entry into the hall of
Exotic entertainment history. As for Mr. Goad himself,
part of Ink-N-Pink's decision to wrap things up this year
was brought about by the startling conclusion that Goad's
upcoming venture Twats wit' Tats is being heralded
as "A Tattoo Competition for the rest of us." Guess he'll
be picking up all those toothless tattooed trollops that
didn't make Ink-N-Pink's most-desirable list. Rumor has
it he'll drag this event to a conclusion at white-trash
landmarks such as The Sandy Jug and Dino's Inn.
The potential threat of success this event poses might
just be too much for us here at Pink Central to stomach.
Not to mention his Cuntz-n-Bluntz festival for
stoner strippers. Better for Ink-N-Pink to bow out gracefully
before things start getting ugly with Goad behind the
wheel.
That'll
bring us to the end of our special Ink-N-Pink edition
of Erotic City. We'll get back to more shit-talking
and scandal next month after Ink-N Pink is dead and buried.
But remember, Portland, there's always room in the Exotic
graveyard for us to bury our next victim. Make sure
you get your ass out into the clubs this month and hop
on board our little tattooed caravan across Portland.
We'll all be there and we'll be heavily armed and well
protected, so don't even think about it.
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