Crikey. Lookit Vince Neil. He looks like he’s done been rode hard
and put away wet. I remember my best friend in high school, she had the Shout at the Devil
Mötley Crüe poster above her bed. I would
just sit and stare and stare and STARE at it. Vince had hair just like
mine: big and bleachy, mall bangs, Aqua Net. He was also wearing
lipstick, eyeliner, and big gay pleather pants—with studs.
Mmm-mmm! What I would have given to rub some butter-flavored Crisco on
those trousers and just slide around…
As you can see, he doesn’t look quite the same in this photo with
Joanna Angel. I guess if even one-eighth of the fables in the
Crüe’s autobiography, The Dirt, are true, Vince is lookin’ just
fine and right on time (‘cept, mabes take ‘er easy on the teeth bleach
next time).
Anyway. Why does Joanna Angel—XXX-entrepreneur and pint-sized
star of punk-slash-alt porn titles like Cum on My Tattoo, Fuck Me in
the Bathroom, Rock & Roll in My Butthole, and Grand Theft Anal
10—have such a big smile on her face in the photo?
I’ll tell you why. ‘Cause she made a new XXX-er called Girls Girls
Girls 2 (think “all-girl” and all the stuff girls do to other girls,
plus hairspray, glitter, and leotards). And what did nice-guy Vince and
his big white teeth do? Instead of suing her ass for copyright
infringement, he autographed a copy and gave it back to her. Now if you
go to Joanna’s Burning Angel site, there’s a contest where you can
win-win-win it. Best ’80s metal hairdo picture holding a sign that says
Girls Girls Girls 2 takes it home. Sayeth Angel: “You can either go out
on a limb and actually get your hair did, or you can use Photoshop and
get creative… GOOD LUCK!”
More rules and prizes HERE. Maybe I’ll enter this photo?
This effort is dead. Dead. Dead.
What was the point of this?
That’s not Vince Neil! It’s David Cross in a wig and makeup playing Vince Neil.
I wonder if porn stars know what the title of the movie will be while they’re filming it?
A friend’s little sister had the pleasure of being forcefully kissed my Mr. Neil recently in a bar. She said he was wearing bedazzled jeans. I was thrilled and felt bad for her simultaneously.
I got herpes just from looking at that photo.
I would feel bad too, not knowing where that bad-ass mouth had been. Yuck!
I would feel bad as well, bronkitis. Not knowing where that bad-ass mouth had been!
Bedazzled jeans? Those still exist?
Joanna is on the cover of Club Confidential this month.
http://www.clubgirlsxxx.com/magazine.pht…
I miss selling newspapers and porn mags on Broadway.
R.I.P Steve’s Broadway Newsstand. I hate that you’ve become a Indian-Hippie-Bead-Jewelry store that nobody shops at…