in a horrible accident brought on by too much alcohol and a horniness that runs deeper than the imprint left by bam margera's dad on a bean bag chair, i stuck my dick into what i thought was a sex toy but turned out to be the gom jabbar. boy was i surprised. but i have to confess, i think i kind of liked it....
i went to get a tattoo last night, and buddah damnit all to iowa, they wanted to charge me one hundred bucks for a tattoo that shouldn't cost more than fifty bucks, tops. my other tattoos each cost a hundred or so, they are colored, larger, more intricate, and took more time than the one i want to get would be.
i guess it's cause tattoos are mainstream and almost expected and everyone has one or is going to get one, and so artitsts can charge whatever they want to. i remember when i could buy a cup of coffee for less than $4 dollors and no one cared if you drank coffee or not. now coffee is a religion with temples to the black bean on every corner. there is even a fucking coffee shop in safeway. SAFEWAY!
so i wonder if safeway, wanting to make your food buying experience the Best Ever!, will also have a litte tattoo shop in each store, so you can get a tattoo, a mocha heroin latte, and a box of frosted mini-scabs all in one convienient SUV trip.
anyway i didn't get the tattoo, but i will go up to tucson and see if i can find a reasonable artist who is willing to inject ink under my skin and stain my meat sack eternally in a decoritive pattern for a reasonable price.
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