Once upon a time there was this slightly crazy mother of teenagers who desperately wanted a tattoo. Her husband continually bitched and moaned that they were "tacky, gave the wrong impression and why would I want to mark my body like that?" Her daddy was in the Navy and had one. Her brother had several and so did several of her very close man-friends.
She begged and pleaded to no avail. THEN! One day before her birthday she told her husband "Please, I want a tattoo. It will be little and I will make it very tasteful. Pleeeeeaaaaaassssseeeee.
The husband relented! A birthday present he said. No more! Indiscreet, tasteful, you promised.
A previous friend took me to his parlor and his guy and I got my tattoo. It was beautiful and it didn't hurt one bit. When I got home my husband wanted to know what I ended up doing. I told him "I got, U.S.D.A. stamped on my ass". After the EMT's left I told him the truth. Now its up to you to decide which one I am.
Catching Up
2 years ago
8 comments:
I think my husband was initially as dismayed about his wife getting ink. Though he had one himself. The hypocrite!
Your USDA retort is too funny!
That cracked me up!
~Jef
Too funny! My Ex didn't like the idea of my getting a tattoo and my S.O. thinks I'm a bit crazed for wanting another but I love my ink!
That's hysterical. Now I'm dying to know which one is yours!
ha ha ha ha...do tell!!
Absolutely no idea.
I know, but its hard to see in that little pic. I think you should get a better close up for the finals.......
OK Everyone I am the fish swimming thru the seaweed on the ankle.
It was for my 40th b-day & husband says I have to wait till I'm 80 for the next one. I wanted to add a stick figure holding a fishing pole on my hip then have the line go all the way down to the fish in the seaweed with a hook on it. But at 80 my line would be all tangled.
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