In case you didn’t know, we’re a mere 31 days away from EllisMania X. THIRTY-ONE MOTHERFUCKING DAYS. Prepare thine buttholes, because I’m coming in hot and without any lube. Seriously. I’m gonna fist your holes with reckless abandon upon arrival in Vegas. Speaking of general debauchery, Ellis went to Sam Tripoli’s “Naughty Show” last night and hung out in the back, sticking to the shadows like that creepy guy at the strip club who’s trying to beat off without getting caught. Continue reading →