My son came home one day and announced he wanted a REAL tattoo.
No way!
He cried -- I wasn't prepared for that. So I finally said, "OK, tomorrow after school we'll go and visit a tattoo artist. We won't do anything -- we'll just ask questions."
So while he was at school, I found the dirtiest, nastiest tattoo parlor in Little Haiti in Miami.
We spent less than a minute there before my son said, "Daddy, let's go home."
At least we got a free bumper sticker -- "I got mine in the behind, Tattoos By Lou."
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My son came home one day and announced he wanted a REAL tattoo.
No way!
He cried -- I wasn't prepared for that. So I finally said, "OK, tomorrow after school we'll go and visit a tattoo artist. We won't do anything -- we'll just ask questions."
So while he was at school, I found the dirtiest, nastiest tattoo parlor in Little Haiti in Miami.
We spent less than a minute there before my son said, "Daddy, let's go home."
At least we got a free bumper sticker -- "I got mine in the behind, Tattoos By Lou."
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