ADVENTURES IN FIRE EATING
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My mother once told me, as a child, I would run from the room crying when a news story about a burning building would come on the television screen... And that I was terrified of firemen... I don't remember this, but I can think of no reason for her to lie to me. Now I'm called Mistress M'Alicious. And I control an element....
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Success is not the result of
spontaneous combustion. You must set yourself on fire.
~Reggie Leach
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As if West Hollywood wasn't already hot 'n' sticky enough on Friday nights, Miss Kitty's Parlour -- a fiendish fetish rock party held at that new WeHo hotspot the Parlour -- recently clawed its way into the neighborhood. Last week, while music from electro-goth gurus like Nine Inch Nails and Siouxsie and the Banshees blared and visitors to the spanking room rubbed their sore asses, Miss Kitty herself prowled through the club accompanied by a pair of barely dressed slave boys. Promises of flaming nipples were answered just after the stroke of midnight when members of the Flamethrowers took over the dancefloor armed with torches and tight corsets. In one of the finest displays of dangerous fire dancing since the fire race episode of Speed Racer, dancers Satanica and Mistress M'Alicious entranced the crowd while igniting various parts of each other's bodies, including -- but not limited to -- arms, legs, toes, tongues, breasts, and in the case of one unfortunate soul who was plucked from the audience, buttocks. Ah, so that's why Vaseline, not gasoline, is the West Hollywood party favor of choice...~The Los Angeles New Times
The gem of the evening was the sight of two sexy chix from Flamethowers swallowing fire, igniting their body parts (pictured), and finishing up by lighting each other on fire! HOT, indeed. (If you missed out on the show, don't worry- these ladies will be back soon!) ~Miss. Kitty
