Me getting a tattoo is akin to taking a black magic marker to the Mona Lisa. :rolleyes:

hee, hee! me, too, shawnee! Only mine would be more like taking a black magic marker to Munch's "the SCREAM".

You're gorgeous, dahlink...you don't need any extra adornments. :)

ch'yeah.

When I was younger I thought a tattoo would be cool to have... but never had the opportunity to get what I wanted... mostly due to the types of jobs I had and the locations I wanted the tattoos... I almost got one when I quite Corporate America and joind the ranks of music store clerks... but then I met Flint...

Here is his Tattoo and the reason why you'll never see a tattoo on my body:
http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l2...a/IMG_0981.jpg

Now let me elaborate... that is a "wedding band" from his former "marriage" (lasted less than a year)... we've tried to get rid of it and haven't had a whole lot of luck. I can only hope it helps our daughter make better decisions about them when she is older...

Not keen on chopping the finger off?

April has three tats, one of them involving us. I've got ideas for 2 for myself, but I need to spend my dough on more important things at the moment.

I have seen tits within mms of a belly button, and can never ever unsee them again... Which is why, though I wish i had larger breasties now, am grateful for what I have been granted.

BTW, you can't imagine how bad a vagina can look...:worried:

Believe me there have been days.

We have contemplated excision, but we don't want to do anything that might limit mobility... he kinda likes the use of all his fingers... sorta helps with the drumming and all... funny that.

It is a hard lesson learned... and supporting evidence for the theory that tattoos related to relationships are like curses (although in his case I think it had less to do with a curse and more to do with an idiot... I guess that is lucky for me though)

It's just a scar from a bad decision. Most of us end up with them at one point or another, some of us choose the location and shape, some of us don't. Some don't show on the outside. Don't sweat it. Better this than something deeply embedded in the soul. Cover it up with your own ring or pick a differet finger or different adornment to be significant for you as a couple. It's just a scar.

A family had decided to go on a nudist holiday together, so the parents walked around their house naked for a week to acclimatise their young son to the human form.

His only reaction was to point to his Mummy's pubis and say, "What's that?"
"That's my hedgehog," she replied.

All was going well at the camp, until one day the little boy came in from playing, crying his little eyes out.

"What's wrong?" asked his Father.
The little boy pointed to an old woman walking past, "I think someone ran over that lady's hedgehog, " said the boy, "All its guts are hanging out!"

tattoos about people work best when they're about mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, dead people . . . and pet people.

Nothing sadder than a regretted tattoo.

And my goal is to have it replaced with an actual scar.

I think you should do a cover up, i.e., instead of futily trying to make it go away, cover it up with something bigger, badder, cooler, and guaranteed to make you forget.

Something like this?