Yesterday I felt like I'd go with my buddy to his friend's house because I was bored. When I get there, I start drinking and I find out he does tattoos. I'd seen my friend's calves before and they looked pretty good. I didn't realilze that this guy did them at his house. The tattoo guy asked if I wanted one, I slurred "Hell Yeah!" I'd wanted a rattlesnake going up my arm and then over my shoulder to my upper chest for quite a while, but I didn't have the time to get it before. He pens it out and it looks decent for a sketch. I tell him to proceed with the tattooing. Just a little over an hour later (Yeah, ONE HOUR for a snake circling my arm and coming onto my chest) he says he's done. I take my first real look at it in the mirror and I'm absolutly horrified. He sucked so bad it's rediculous. None of the lines are straight, the snake gets skinny as a mother on my shoulder and under my arm and the scales suck! The head is the only decent thing about it. Now I've got to go pay mucho bucks at a real tattoo parlor to cover it up.
Moral of the story: Don't let some bum tattoo you when you're drunk.
Moral of the story: Don't let some bum tattoo you when you're drunk.