Pretty Pistols Tatted Up

From this day forth, nobody can tell me what I cannot do.
Because today, I took pain like a straight up gangster. a thug. a mutherfuckin "G".
Stephanie and I got tatted the fuck up. And I say tatted 'the fuck up' because we definately went harder on this tattoo than any other. We chiefed a marlboro smooth, sat for about an hour in that black leather chair, and spent big bucks that were totally worth it.
*high fives Stephanie*...
This bitch got her whole side tatted. A japanese flower that looks AMAZING and fits her cute little body perfectly. And yes, she took hers like a "G" as well.



Me on the other hand, will have to maneuver with a stiff neck for about a day or two, but I'm totally fine with it because I am in love with my new tattoo just as much as I'm in love with Stephanie's. This is why I have a stiff neck..


because I sat like this for practically an eternity.
*pats myself on the back, then curtseys to all you haters*

Here is my end result:


"The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life" Proverbs 11:30a

We even kinda sorta hopefully inspired Christina to get a tattoo even though she "doesn't believe in them" :)

But you know what..this is what I want to tell you, Christina..
You want to know what a tattoo feels like??

This is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the damn truth.