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  • In my late teens, maybe 20 I worked in a restaurant and got invited to a party after work in a very rough part of town. So rough that the taxi driver wouldn't let us get out until we found the exact address (this would have been mid nineties so well before GPS nav was popular).

    Anyway we get there. Folks are nice. Maybe ten in total plus the 4 of us from work. They're rough around the edges but generally salt of the earth characters which I love so it's all going well. Get chatting to one lad and he shows me his new tattoo on his forearm that his friend had done for him.

    It was a palm tree on a tiny desert island with a dude sitting against the tree smoking a massive joint.

    Now this monstrosity was one colour, all outlines, looked like it was done with a compass from your school pencil case and my 11 year old would have done a better job. It's very difficult to describe just how shite it was.

    Felt really sorry for the lad. He was definitely going to regret it if he didn't already. Never forgot that tattoo though.

  • I have a distant relative with a traffic light tattooed in the middle of his forehead, just a black rectangle with red, yellow, and green circles.

    And on either side he has some graffiti style writing that I'm pretty sure says "con man"

    I became aware of him because we share a fairly uncommon last name, and one day police came to my house grasping at straws looking for this guy because he had been breaking into cars, so the basically went to the first person with the same last name they could find to see if we knew where he was.

    It was the first time I'd heard of him, we're not at all close with the extended family. Eventually I looked him up and found his social media with those stupid tattoos.

    • I have a distant relative with a traffic light tattooed in the middle of his forehead, just a black rectangle with red, yellow, and green circles.

      Are any of the lights on?

      • All 3 of them, but no one's home

        He's got a few other stupid tattoos. He's got some more words tattooed above the stoplight in sort of a fancy script, but I can't really make them out because he's always wearing a hat. Some knuckle tattoos I can't make out because in all his pictures he's either holding a 40 of old English or flipping off the camera (or both) so his hands are always contorted weirdly, a few words that he probably thought sounded tough, some symbols I don't recognize, and a crucifix on one arm and a devil holding a cross on the other that might be actually kind of well-done but I don't have a great eye for tattoos.

        He's a shrimpy white guy with a patchy beard, who grew up in what passes for the ghetto in an otherwise pretty nice suburban area (not to sell it short, it is a pretty shitty town, once in a while it manages to crack some "Top X Most Dangerous Cities in state/country" sort of article, but compared to the "bad neighborhoods" in pretty much any major city it's nothing)

        I could go on for quite a while about him and the rest of that branch of the family, and all the dumb bullshit they've done even though I've never met most of them, their reputation far precedes them. All through grade school the prevailing advice from my parents was "if anyone asks if you know/are related to any other [our last name]s, just say 'no'" and that's always served me well.

        None of his profiles seem to have been updated in about 10 years, so with any luck he's locked up somewhere, or maybe dead. Or maybe he had just enough sense to stop broadcasting his dumbassery out onto the open internet.

  • I have a line tattooed on my leg, I lived with a guy who had a tattoo setup, one day I was home alone, reeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaalllly fuckin drunk and stoned, so I decided to tattoo myself, did a little nirvana face thing, then, while I had the tattoo gun in my hand, resting on my leg, I passed out, my foot pressed the pedal and I tattooed a thick line in my leg, woke up as second after and just left it.

    I only ever tattooed myself when I was kind of drunk from then on.

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