So I’ve been out on vacation and one of the things I did was visit an outdoor water park which, let’s face it, are basically one big, giant toilet bowl. C’mon now. Don’t tell me you’ve never peed in the pool.
Anyway, water parks are a great place to people watch, particularly if you enjoy looking at 50,000 half naked people flopping around, many of which who have no business being in a skimpy bathing suit.
I did notice that lots of people seem to be sporting tattoos these days. Even the twelve year old that I bummed a cigarette off of had a tattoo on his right arm that read, “Mommy” with a heart on it. Bitchin’!
I myself do not have a tattoo as I faint at the sight of needles, particularly those that poke my body a couple thousand times a second for hours at a time, potentially spreading incurable diseases like hepatitis C. But if I did get a tattoo I would hope I’d get one that didn’t suck as bad as many of the tattoos I’ve seen. I’ve seen so many bad tattoos lately that I’m almost tempted to get real drunk, dip into my stash of barbiturates and go into my local tattoo parlor to have them give me a tattoo that reads, “Your tattoo sucks!”
I just don’t get why people choose to have ink permanently placed on their body, much less the thought process behind their design choices. If they want to make a statement, why not just put their message on a t-shirt instead. That way when they come to, sober up and don’t like what they did at 1am the previous morning, they can easily take off their t-shirt and give it to Goodwill.