I got a horrible tattoo once, it was in the 8th grade and the “artist” was my friend’s brother who was using a makeshift tattoo apparatus. I supplied the battery in exchange for the tattoo. I lasted about 5 minutes before I submitted to the pain of the needle on my ankle. My point of this is that I have done stupid things things in my life but nothing as stupid as bombing my back with another man’s name. Well, at least its not a tattoo of another man’s face.
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