Hello Sailor!

BSG knows how important it is to support our men in uniform. With Fleet Week going on we've been running from port to port letting them know how much they're appreciated.
Enjoy some video of a swinging little shindig I got myself into last night.



Helloo!!

Cameo

What are fans for if not gr8 fan mail! Looks like someone was peeping in2 VillaVulvaDiva last nite and was totes inspired 2 make us an early Xmas digi-card:

Bidnez

O America, how we love you so with your handsome president and China-made suits. Hello Wednesday...just another day, another dolla. Remember when Designing Women was the place to be? Well, fear not, those fatties are still around and now they have blackberries.
Thank goodness for baby mamas named Julia who have enuff sass to keep the petty ca$h in our pockabooks jingling all nite long. Don't 4get ladies, sleeping with a judge mite get you outta jail but threatening your friends is bound to increase your troupe's wig collection!

Full Moon Thursdaze

Better Ded Than Wed
(a gr8 success...duh)

In loving memory of Birthday Sex whose spirit rests in the hands of the Colorado punk scene...as one strange little-willied Willy put it, "But we can just have regular sex!" FAIL. You CANNOT have regular sex once you've had BIRTHDAY SEX. It's not an act, it's an inspiration.

It was an anything but typical Friday nite when us 15 (minus one) boygirls piled in2 the ghost of the big red box with hundreds of flammable pots and pans made in2 candle cups and altar cozies with the grace of Frida on our shoulders to comesur8 and contempl8 our gr8 boygirl loss. The puppy pile is one puppy penis short this summer and we had the change in our jars shaking in sorrow to let everyone know.

After a little Andre @ VillaVulvaDiva where we w8ed 4 the sun to set and the acryllix to dry, we reflected upon all the fatties out there lighting their own baby candles 4 their own babies gone.

The flowers were stolen, the paper mached, the tinsel hung around the shaman's wrists like a noose around an anorexic's neck as we wailed till our hearts could wail no more.

We did that thing with pumpkin seeds that you're mother always frowned upon. We did that Rude Rude Boygirl ride that even Rhianna can't master. We kept our hair (grown and borrowed) all wound up in ribbons just like the punx do out West. All in the name of the wedded ded.

A big huge drooling thank you to our sponsors: HEINZ ketchup, Oscar Meyer wieners, NOT French's mustard, Bushwick Red Box Ghost Service, & Erin Lee Jones.

MUNNY $HOT of the gr8est boygirl on May 24th
***DAYA***
B$G $haman / Baby Mama / hand holder / bong hitter / finger lickin hot / head cradling / flower bearing / Budapest headdressed to impress / head breaking / $uper$tar / <3>

Rest In Pieces BDAY SEX 1987 (?) - 2010

BSG Ballet

Compagnie Marie Chouinard - bODY_rEMIX/gOLDBERG_vARIATIONS (2005)

I'm developing a real crush on this woman.

4 USA

thats why the laydee

is

a

VAMP!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY,

GRACE JONES!!!!!!!

may you forever titillate, inspire, and confuse -- just like us BSG fatties.

*

*(no, this photo is not from our last show but it sure as hell looks like our kinda party, am i right???)

Grab Tite Deep

There comes a time in every boygirl's lyfe when she realizes what she lives for...sometimes it's ca$hmoney, sometimes it's a pet, but most of the time it's all the other boygirls who swim in the same puppy pile. Here's a peep of the peepshow you may or may not have missed on Friday nite. From left to rite blow kisses to Vivaraptor, Woolly Moaneth, Trisexatops, 99Centsosaurus, Trannysaurus Gams, and Miss Fiturassic aka BabySkinGlove Dinorama Girls Gone Extinct! I bet you've never been more saddened slash got blue balls from extinction.

HIDE YOUR BABIES WHAT WHAT!

Now I know you all read the Enquirer so let's just address those rumors rite now.

Western-Bound Birthday Sex Kidnapped by Birthday's Boyfriend,
Moan of Arc Falls in2 Arms of a Dixieland D-Lite!

All lies...watch out punk rockers, you're about to meet your Granola crunching match out in Colorado as Birthday Sex begins her Western Wear invasion via Red Box launching her temporary solo career, pop-rap-punk album release expected mid-June. Here's a positive message she sent us from the road last nite. Don't you 4get it.

Pussy Posse

Wanna Have Magical Powers Like Us?
Try Kitten Wrist, You'll See.
Birthday Sex Dreams Cum Real Lyfe.





(This boyband wants to play with you.)

70 Million by Hold Your Horses ! from L'Ogre on Vimeo.

GIRLS GONE EXTINCT!

OH HEY !

SEE YOU TONIGHT ! ! !

here's a teaser (NOT REALLY).

call me lady tiger, but i never eat my young

work that elastic, its lookin' fantastic

when i place my legs in a cage of spandex, i dance like hell to release the madness.

*this post dedicated to viva for so many obvious reasons.

Dinorama.

Momma said

Disco light Mommas:

Gams approved Momma's boys:

Momma said:

Momma also said:

this is why she's BSG material.

you get it, honeyB! work it out, gurrrrl!

we'll see you in schuylkill county! we cant wait to see what youve done with our new dance studio/retreat center/brothel in the mountains!

(special prize for the person who correctly counts all her costume changes! cuz Lord knows we cant do math.)

"Why Don't You Love Me" - Beyoncé from Beyoncé on Vimeo.

happy birthday, GAY-BIE!

this i promise you!

when bsg was but a sugar-coated, pint-sized, pre-teen with a hard on for pop music (whats really changed...?),

our gaydar shoulda rang like POP when he tore up our hearts with no strings attached but we was just wishin like whoa that its gonna be me as his girlfriend. /turns out he wanted justin and JC, too.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LANCE BASS

our fave homo-pop-star (sorry, ricky!) turned wanna-be astronaut (i see a show theme, girls!)

BYE BYE BYE (bye bye!)

Role Call!

Hey Fatties!

We've got something brewing on the Morgan Ave Mansion for you in June--- Tips, Tits, Whips, and Lips! Here's your chance for fatty fame, What should we name our nail salon? Best name gets a free set of Lix! Please send responses to babyskinglove@gmail.com ASAP!

xoBSG

Glitter-Free TAKEOVER

Where have all the lashes gone? Not that Erykah has ever been the least butch of of all my favorite platinum smooth groove artists, but I'm starting to get a little concerned about the lack of diamond dust in the air! Here's her new video, which I must warn you, is inspired by a performance art performance in Time's Square *gag*.



I know, it smack's M.I.A's little leggings' ass to next tuesday.