the knuckle tatts are back. with a vengeance.
things started simple enough... sara wanted to reintroduce my thug life.
that sparked a hallway fad. i took a break from accounting, and started demanding to see some knuckles. everyone i got to walked away with a sweet gangsta persona (or something like it).
just for kicks and giggles, marina found this:
be afraid. or we'll smerf you in the esophogus with our new, intimidating knuckles. more likely, we'll just bare our knuckles at you and give you our most gangstalicious face (see immediately above). anyway, if you want some sweet tatts, you know where to come.
as a fun corollary, can you spot what's wrong with my renewed thug life tat? brownie points to whoever figures it out first.
awesome. i want one SO BAD NOW.
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