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Last night;
oh last night...

We went to my home boy, Bradley's aunts apartment.
The apartment is above the tattoo shop where i get my work done.
Sooooo my tattoo artist asked me out on a date and i respectfully told him that i could not because I would be in Nashville this weekend.
Feeling like a doucher for turning down the sweetest person i know, i tell Bradley of my dilemma.
Bradley then proceeds to tell me that he's going to tell my tattoo artist that if he could get me to stay and go out with him, he wants a free tattoo.
HOW FUCKED UP IS THAT??! haha Whoring me out for ink.
Shame Shame.
He was kidding, of course, but the thought of that was just messed up enough to blog about.



Well i love you SG people.
If you're not my friend, ADD ME.
If you are, then talk to me.
I love to meet new people.
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