I did something kinda unexpected this weekend. I finally decided on and got what will most likely be my last tat. (Check out my profile pic for a closer look). My friend's husband hooked me up, and can I say I absolutely love it. :)
Had just a minor scare though prior to getting inked...
Another dude had come in earlier to get a touch up and add on to a tat he already had. Well we'd all eaten breakfast, spent most of the afternoon drinking a little and laughing--all in all there were like 4-5 of us chillin. In any case dude's tat took a loooooooooong time to do. All I know is when he was done, he stood up went to look in the mirror, came back to sit down and BOOM!
Passed out.
Yep, he slam passed out. At first I thought he just fell out of the chair or something but when he didn't move and didn't respond...man I was about to freak out. Suddenly dude opened his eyes up and announced "I pissed myself"
WTF?
Under normal circumstances that might have elicited a laugh from me. However, he was out for about 60 seconds, so that was scary enough, but damn, for real now I'm like whoa! I'm not calling dude out, but I have never seen that happen before.
Sheesh!
And that was most of my weekend, other than sleeping uncomfortably (I can't quite lay on my back just yet) and being bored outta my mind watching the Academy Awards--I love Sophia Loren but she looks like a botched experiment from Dr. Frankenstein
THEN NOW
And how freaking awkward was that Beyonce/Hugh Jackman singing atrocity?
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