Can we talk about how the day I turned 18 I went out and got my first tattoo?
It was an inner lip tattoo that read 463 in respect to a song by Buck 65 of that title.
Unfortunately, I had braces at the time, so as the tattoo swelled in my mouth there was an exponential destruction of my inner lip as it scraped against the metal.
Strangely enough, the tattoo still exists, albeit in that awkward, faded glory that accompanies the follies and scars of youth.
questions, questions