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I have a good deal of tattooing. My wife was a professional tattoo artist for many years and owned her own shop. We have many friends among both her fellow artists and clients. I have spoken to hundreds of people who were getting work done. You were basically talkin' out your okole.
Beauty's in the eye of the beholder, I guess. To you and yours, I guess I am blowing farts. But since the majority of the population don't wear tattoos, that more or less validates my arguments as well. We can agree to disagree. This is one of the perks of being in America.
I never said your reasoning never applied to anyone, anywhere. The point was that, "There are more things, Horatio, in heaven and earth, than are dreamt of in your philosophy".
Well, I looked long and hard, but failed to find any 'argument' by Bobinator on this thread - just pure, unreasoned opinion. I have no tattoos and yet I can't validate anything he has presented here. Please stop pretending the silent majority supports you [with their silence]. An opinion does not become an argument just because it differs from another opinion.
I have no tattoos - no spiritual or cultural reasons for or against, it's much simpler than that: I'm a pain wimp.
However, I like to see them, and there have been many occasions where I have considered it - and still do (but the pain wimp continues to win the argument).
When my daughter was going to turn 18, I knew that she really, really wanted her first tattoo (she had been wanting one since she was 13, but agreed to wait until 18). She lived in the Midwest, but was visiting me in Seattle shortly before her 18th birthday. I knew that there were some excellent ink artists out here, so you can guess what I got her as a gift for that birthday.
Ten years on, she has a total of three tattoos, and no regrets.
Oh, come on! They don't hurt, I promise...well, not a stabbing pain, anyway. It's more of an "irritating sensation."
I remember when I went in to get my first tat, my old high school friend advised me not to get one from a big guy because he would put all of his weight on the needle. Instead, I should request a skinny artist.
As it turns out, my first one was done by this huge biker man and he was so gentle.
However, when I went in to get my second tat, I got a really skinny artist. He pressed down so hard, I'm pretty sure that the design is engraved in my bone.
The moral of the story is don't listen to your friends....ever.
Hail to the Chief Bloomenbergensteinenthal, shiksa.
I hear that it has a lot to do with where you get it. I think my first choice would be the area around one shoulder-blade on my back.
Too right. My Aunt Michell made the mistake of getting a little Tigger on her ankle bone, and she never forgot that pain.
I think she's some sort of Saint of Bad Tattoos. Her first one ever was a tribute to her boyfriend whose name was Billy Meadows. She got his initials tattooed on the space between her thumb and her index finger.
Two weeks later, they broke up...but she still has "BM" on her hand.
Hail to the Chief Bloomenbergensteinenthal, shiksa.
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