magicheater
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I'm really glad she is doing what she likes, working on tractors. Could care less if she has tattoos or paisley coveralls. Is this thread about tattoos on women or about people liking tractors?
Guys get greasy; girls get tattoos
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gotrocks
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Ok, this reminded me of a very young couple, got married, had twins. Everything went well, they brought the babies home. First visit to the doctor for checkups, mom and pop told the doctor, they were concerned about confusing the little ones. Each has the same blue eyes, little turned up nose, dimples in their chins, every little detail all looked the same to the parents.
To prevent causing any identity conflicts with the children as they grew up the doctor suggested a small, indiscreet tatoo on each little bottom.
So that's what the parents had done.
One cute little bottoms tatoos read "Bill" the other "Sally"
Now they could always call them by their proper name.
To prevent causing any identity conflicts with the children as they grew up the doctor suggested a small, indiscreet tatoo on each little bottom.
So that's what the parents had done.
One cute little bottoms tatoos read "Bill" the other "Sally"
Now they could always call them by their proper name.
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Sort of puts me in mind of the third wife's boy. She named him after Robert Frost and generally called him Prescious. I generally didn't call him cause he wouldn't come and if he did about the only thing he was good for was a wheel block on a trailer.
Tell you that boy just wasn't right, and had him one nasty personality to boot. Had absolutely no respect for women of any age including his mom.
That boy would fall back asleep in the shower every morning. I fixed that problem by putting a shutoff valve in the hot water to the shower I could pull by just yanking on a piece of clothesline running to the bedroom closet. Tell you that boy cleared that shower like a rocket leaving a launch pad.
Well he was about 6 months short of his 18th birthday and got to talking about getting himself tattooed. He already had an earring, and told me he was into piercings. I offered to hunt up a crossing plank spike and help him run it in one ear and out the other. His mom begged him not to get himself tattooed. She was having them visions of back when she powdered and greased his hyde as a baby, and nightmares about her baby bein disfigured with a horrible tattoo. I just told the boy he ought to do some serious thinking before he did it.
Danged if he didn't head off to the strip club with his pals night before his birthday, and come home next day all hung over and tattooed. Boy just couldn't wait to show his mom how much he cared about her. I'm standing there in the yard talking to his buddy who hauled him home, and he tells me how Prescious spent 6 months talking tattoo and looking in picturebooks and magazines at tattoos, and when he got a few beers in they headed over to the tattoo parlor. Prescious gets himself in the chair and the fellow asks what Prescious wants. Dam fool didn't know. He sat there for half an hour and finally decided to get his name tattooed on his arm. I just shook my head, boy spent a hundred dollars to get his name tattooed on his arm in case he ever forgets who he is.
Well he walks out the house and over to where I'm standing and his pal says he should ask me to tap it in. No way, Prescious figures I'll knock him on his butt, so he ain't askin me to tap no tattoo in that oughta read STUPID. Didin't bother me one bit, but his pal told him he either asked me or he'd hold him up by the ancles till he did. Prescious decided right quick that being hungover and head down weren't the best way to be, so he asked me to tap it in. I swear that boy was quiverin standing there.
I told him not to worry, and I put a hug on the boy. I just hugged him till about half the ink squeezed back out into his undershirt. Then his mom came out and told me to put him down, seems the screaming attracted her. She asked what I thought of the tattoo and I told her it was going to make identifying his body a whole lot easier when the cops found it. That boy sure could run fast!
Few weeks back the wife I got now and me went to awedding thing. Dang weddings these days are getting stranger & stranger. There was a bunch of them tattooed wimmen there, more than enough to work a sideshow at a carnival best I could count. There was a bunch with them lip rings and nose rings too, and I tell you even though the wife allows me to look, not that she could stop me, some of what I saw just about put me off eating. I mean good lord what are these girls trying to prove? I mean why would a gorgeous young girl put a dang ring through her lower lip? Well the wife asks me how that girl can kiss somebody without getting tangled, and all I can say is I got no experience and I don't think I'll stick no ring in my lip to find out. I set there looking across 2 tables at that girl, and finally I just walked over and asked her if she got tangled up when she kissed some fellow. When she opened her mouth that gal had a big round ball stuck through her tongue too. She had a right nasty mouth on her too, and I thought about going to the bathroom and bringing back a bar of soap for her to chew on.
I get to looking around and the dang groom is wearing 2 earrings in each ear. His mother has a tattoo on her shoulder and his dad looks like somebody spent half his life in the big house getting tattooed. I asked one fellow what all the ink was about and he said it was so he could express himself as an individual. I look around the room and there's 50 other people with tattoos. How in heck are you an individual if you match 50 other people?
I just don't get it.
Tell you that boy just wasn't right, and had him one nasty personality to boot. Had absolutely no respect for women of any age including his mom.
That boy would fall back asleep in the shower every morning. I fixed that problem by putting a shutoff valve in the hot water to the shower I could pull by just yanking on a piece of clothesline running to the bedroom closet. Tell you that boy cleared that shower like a rocket leaving a launch pad.
Well he was about 6 months short of his 18th birthday and got to talking about getting himself tattooed. He already had an earring, and told me he was into piercings. I offered to hunt up a crossing plank spike and help him run it in one ear and out the other. His mom begged him not to get himself tattooed. She was having them visions of back when she powdered and greased his hyde as a baby, and nightmares about her baby bein disfigured with a horrible tattoo. I just told the boy he ought to do some serious thinking before he did it.
Danged if he didn't head off to the strip club with his pals night before his birthday, and come home next day all hung over and tattooed. Boy just couldn't wait to show his mom how much he cared about her. I'm standing there in the yard talking to his buddy who hauled him home, and he tells me how Prescious spent 6 months talking tattoo and looking in picturebooks and magazines at tattoos, and when he got a few beers in they headed over to the tattoo parlor. Prescious gets himself in the chair and the fellow asks what Prescious wants. Dam fool didn't know. He sat there for half an hour and finally decided to get his name tattooed on his arm. I just shook my head, boy spent a hundred dollars to get his name tattooed on his arm in case he ever forgets who he is.
Well he walks out the house and over to where I'm standing and his pal says he should ask me to tap it in. No way, Prescious figures I'll knock him on his butt, so he ain't askin me to tap no tattoo in that oughta read STUPID. Didin't bother me one bit, but his pal told him he either asked me or he'd hold him up by the ancles till he did. Prescious decided right quick that being hungover and head down weren't the best way to be, so he asked me to tap it in. I swear that boy was quiverin standing there.
I told him not to worry, and I put a hug on the boy. I just hugged him till about half the ink squeezed back out into his undershirt. Then his mom came out and told me to put him down, seems the screaming attracted her. She asked what I thought of the tattoo and I told her it was going to make identifying his body a whole lot easier when the cops found it. That boy sure could run fast!
Few weeks back the wife I got now and me went to awedding thing. Dang weddings these days are getting stranger & stranger. There was a bunch of them tattooed wimmen there, more than enough to work a sideshow at a carnival best I could count. There was a bunch with them lip rings and nose rings too, and I tell you even though the wife allows me to look, not that she could stop me, some of what I saw just about put me off eating. I mean good lord what are these girls trying to prove? I mean why would a gorgeous young girl put a dang ring through her lower lip? Well the wife asks me how that girl can kiss somebody without getting tangled, and all I can say is I got no experience and I don't think I'll stick no ring in my lip to find out. I set there looking across 2 tables at that girl, and finally I just walked over and asked her if she got tangled up when she kissed some fellow. When she opened her mouth that gal had a big round ball stuck through her tongue too. She had a right nasty mouth on her too, and I thought about going to the bathroom and bringing back a bar of soap for her to chew on.
I get to looking around and the dang groom is wearing 2 earrings in each ear. His mother has a tattoo on her shoulder and his dad looks like somebody spent half his life in the big house getting tattooed. I asked one fellow what all the ink was about and he said it was so he could express himself as an individual. I look around the room and there's 50 other people with tattoos. How in heck are you an individual if you match 50 other people?
I just don't get it.
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Now the link says you've got to subscribe to read the entire story.
If she was pretty to start with, she doesn't need any tattoo. If she was not pretty to start with, she doesn't need any tattoo.
If she was pretty to start with, she doesn't need any tattoo. If she was not pretty to start with, she doesn't need any tattoo.
czechsonofagun
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I like they saying - scars are tatoos with better story
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You know that scar thing brings up a whole nother question. I've run across a handfull of these youngsters in the last year or so who go and carve something like a girl's name or a design in their hyde so when it heals up it'll scar. That is just beyond anything I ever thought of even back when I was a drinking man.
Good lord, a tattoo is one thing, and I always wondered why a man would tattoo a girl's name on himself cause you just know he's gonna be changing girls some tim or another, but at least they got some kind of lazer thing now where they can take the tatoo off. I saw a TV ad for it just the other night here. What the heck do you do when you went and carved Martha on your arm and Martha goes down the road and Sally shows up? Do they figure they can just chop the dang arm off and being the first fool on the block with a hook for a hand will make them special, or do they figure Sally gonna change her name?
I tell you there's a whole lot of things about this younger generation got me puzzled. Wedding we was at a couple weeks back there was more fellows walking around with earrings than girls I think. Then there was a fellow all derssed up in a black suit looked like a odd preacher he did, walking around in this funny little man hat with a pirate shoulder patch sewed on the hat. I was ready to go ask him what that was all about but the wife said I might not want to know. Maybe he carved soemthing in his head and didn't want tall people to read it or something. Then again maybe he was the lookout for some car strippers out in the parking lot.
Good lord, a tattoo is one thing, and I always wondered why a man would tattoo a girl's name on himself cause you just know he's gonna be changing girls some tim or another, but at least they got some kind of lazer thing now where they can take the tatoo off. I saw a TV ad for it just the other night here. What the heck do you do when you went and carved Martha on your arm and Martha goes down the road and Sally shows up? Do they figure they can just chop the dang arm off and being the first fool on the block with a hook for a hand will make them special, or do they figure Sally gonna change her name?
I tell you there's a whole lot of things about this younger generation got me puzzled. Wedding we was at a couple weeks back there was more fellows walking around with earrings than girls I think. Then there was a fellow all derssed up in a black suit looked like a odd preacher he did, walking around in this funny little man hat with a pirate shoulder patch sewed on the hat. I was ready to go ask him what that was all about but the wife said I might not want to know. Maybe he carved soemthing in his head and didn't want tall people to read it or something. Then again maybe he was the lookout for some car strippers out in the parking lot.
Redbug
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Funny stuff (removed)! I feel the same way.
The kids that live down the road have all those metal piercings and tattoos. Don't get me wrong, they are nice kids. I think our culture and generation have changed.
I don't see how a person could get any serious physical work done with the metal pierced to your body like that. I would be afraid I would tear a portion of flesh off if a piercing became caught on something or snagged. Seems they would get hot out in the sun and always would stand a chance for getting infected...a hole being in your body.
Didn't pirates have a lot of piercings? I saw the pirate movie "Pirates of the Caribbean" and they had a lot of them...
The kids that live down the road have all those metal piercings and tattoos. Don't get me wrong, they are nice kids. I think our culture and generation have changed.
I don't see how a person could get any serious physical work done with the metal pierced to your body like that. I would be afraid I would tear a portion of flesh off if a piercing became caught on something or snagged. Seems they would get hot out in the sun and always would stand a chance for getting infected...a hole being in your body.
Didn't pirates have a lot of piercings? I saw the pirate movie "Pirates of the Caribbean" and they had a lot of them...
