In which “That which doesn’t kill you, makes you three-T HOTTT!” And I don’t want nothin’ if not to be three-t hot. Er, hott. Whatever.
First, check in with my gets-tons-of-hits tattoo gallery and read the comments. They make me sooooo happy. (The spelling is absolutely atrocious. I shudder imagining these people operating motor vehicles in densely populated areas — I imagine they can’t read traffic signs, but I love them all so much anyway! My precious babies!)
Then go watch this because it’s fucking funny. (Thanks to Vuboq for the vid link.)
*snort* don’t be fooled. you’ll always be cool because you have a tattoo. when your siblings’ kids are in their teens you’ll be “the cool aunt.” they’ll yell at their parents, “auntie mush has a tattoo!!” and your siblings will write you nasty emails. but hey, you’ll be cool. sad for me though, my oldest niece got a tattoo before me.
You’re welcome.
*smooch*
now. gimme a cookie.
‘Gimmie’ don’t get. *smacks vuboq’s hand* -m
That was HIGH-lar-ious!!!!
lol! (hehe) thanks for the laugh. 🙂
personally, having tattoos that *will* change as my body changes is good motivation to stay in (some sort of) shape – the idea is to remain consistent.
yeah, that makes sense karen…
I actually saw that ON SNL! I laughed and laughed. Because my tattoo is on my left back shoulder, like the other half of chicks.
Duh, is dat a “3” on ur back?
I know, right?! -m
More than once I’ve been asked why I have “30” on my arm:
http://alex.natel.net/misc/aum_tattoo.jpg
Hah! -m
i love the grammerror.