So, you guys know that really bad tattoo on my wrist? Well, I went and had it fixed the other day and now it looks great. So let me tell you the story of my tattoo.......
One day, a couple of days ago my great, good firend and I decided we were going to get tattoos. My boss recomended this place out in Miluakie. So when I got home from a hard days work of casheiring we packed our bags and left for Miluakie. It was a long and trecherous journey...on the bus...and I saw this guy I used to know in high school, but he pretended not to know me. So I punched him in the face and the busdriver kicked us off the bus. We were still a mile or so from the tattoo parlor so we had to walk for miles in the rain...without umbrellas!! Anyway, when we finally got there we were soaked and since my hair was dyed green, so was my neck. Then my great, good friend tells me that the bank took all of her money for overdrafts and she couldn't pay for her atttoo. That meant that I had to. Oh well, I like to pretend that I am rich.
After all the tattooing and my great, good freind's screaming was done we headed home. But the road was flooded and we had to swim part of the way. But that was okay, I had my snorkle.