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I write wrongs.
Bobby Bonafides Fisher is the reigning super-duper-fly-weight Honey Nugget Champion of the entire world and of Coney Island, Brooklyn. Last mother-lovin' stop. Not one more ride gets rid (not a typo, Sherlock, it's called artistic license) till I get my moved the fuck out tax. Not another hipster treads the rapidly tree-lining streets of Silly-Willy Burg until I get my keep the goons at bay pay. You see, I started BOMBIN' Magazine as an experiment. But that brown liquor spilled in that brown bag and that pure, uncut honey, straight from the bee's butt hit that artificial, deep-fried goodness and things went terribly awry. Honey Nuggest. I realized that there were a million, nameless, faceless frank, funny fucks out there, Brooklyn-born bastards, that needed a voice. And, so I spoke for them. I put my pawns in order and pimped the graff game till it came. When it finished shivering in my arms, whispering thank you and "I never did that before" it told me that the next place to put my race was the tattoo. So I built with a number of C.I. circus freaks, old school tattoo heads, and graff artists and decided to move on down to the skin side. It will be my pleasure to serve you graffiti/tattoo related news in an obnoxious yet thoroughly enjoyable way. Visit: www.bombinmagazine.com/blog |
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