My Boyfriend's Brother's Tattoo.... (Stolen from his livejournal because he's a funny guy)
My brother got a tattoo. This design he'd been carrying around for a while and meaning to get once he had the cash laying around. it's like "3JE", a refrence to Jon Brown, John (my brother) and Jeremey and me (see? 3 names that start with J and one that starts with an E). I imaigne if it looks the way i remember it looking it's very symetrical and cool, even if he got it on his back and not his side were it would have looked cooler and hurt more. so he called like four times for me yesterday while i was at work. he was fucking geeked. it was like for once, he wanted to impress me. i got home from work at like six and robin's all "your brother got a tattoo" i was all "what? for real?" and she's all "yeah, he called a half dozen times, f'christsake." i woulda called him back, but i had class, which was were i was until 9 or so watching star wars and taking notes. i got home and robin and me are having some errl and robin time and john calls again. pants around my ankles, i'm pissed. i answer the phone and he's at the bar. he's all "i gotta tat" i fuck with him. "you gotta gat? what'choo gunndo? shoot some cops, boy-ee?" "nonono, i gotta TAT." "A cat? i didn't think you were allowed to have pets in your place." Robin's giggling her little ass off. "nonono. I gotta tattoo!!" "A cat and a gat too? shee-it, nigga, you armed to the muthafuckin' teeth!"
eventually, i cave and congradulate him and hang up, telling him he interupted my play of the day. he apologizes and contuines to drink with his buddies.
college. where the smart become stupid and the rich get tattoos.
My brother got a tattoo. This design he'd been carrying around for a while and meaning to get once he had the cash laying around. it's like "3JE", a refrence to Jon Brown, John (my brother) and Jeremey and me (see? 3 names that start with J and one that starts with an E). I imaigne if it looks the way i remember it looking it's very symetrical and cool, even if he got it on his back and not his side were it would have looked cooler and hurt more. so he called like four times for me yesterday while i was at work. he was fucking geeked. it was like for once, he wanted to impress me. i got home from work at like six and robin's all "your brother got a tattoo" i was all "what? for real?" and she's all "yeah, he called a half dozen times, f'christsake." i woulda called him back, but i had class, which was were i was until 9 or so watching star wars and taking notes. i got home and robin and me are having some errl and robin time and john calls again. pants around my ankles, i'm pissed. i answer the phone and he's at the bar. he's all "i gotta tat" i fuck with him. "you gotta gat? what'choo gunndo? shoot some cops, boy-ee?" "nonono, i gotta TAT." "A cat? i didn't think you were allowed to have pets in your place." Robin's giggling her little ass off. "nonono. I gotta tattoo!!" "A cat and a gat too? shee-it, nigga, you armed to the muthafuckin' teeth!"
eventually, i cave and congradulate him and hang up, telling him he interupted my play of the day. he apologizes and contuines to drink with his buddies.
college. where the smart become stupid and the rich get tattoos.
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college. where the smart become stupid and the rich get tattoos.
classic line. xxx