Post-Modern Drunk: Tattoos I Would Have Gotten At Various Ages
In honor of my 33rd birthday this Sunday:
Tattoos I Would Have Gotten At Various Ages and Immediately Regretted
Age 8
: A Superman S on my chest with a cape on my back.
Age 10
: A Batman Bat
Age 13:
A T-800 exoskelton hand and forearm.
Age 16:
John McClane's Beretta, taped to my back with Christmas tape.
Age 18:
An otherwise blank Post-It Note marked "To Do" on my palm.
Age 19:
Faded numbers, on my wrist, probably "24601," during my "Let's think of the absolute most offensive thing and instantly do that" phase.
Age 21:
A Trystero horn
Age 22:
A kilt
Age 25:
A mustache on my index finger
Age 29:
A zipper on my chest scar.
Age 30:
A wallet chain going to my ass scar.
Age 32:
A ruler, on my index finger (I always have trouble with measurements for cutting and cooking).
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