“Butt” Really, It’s Art!
We’ve all heard the saying, “One man’s treasure is another man’s art”; but in this case, if you dislike like the art, the purveyor actually wearing the art just may tell you to kiss their arse…literally.
Tattoos are now the norm. I’m beginning to think that there are more people who actually have some type of tattoo art than not.
People tune in to see the drama surrounding the life in the day of tattoo artists, but they also want to see the crazy designs people opt to get permanently inked on their bodies.
“Fair enough, but I think for now, I’m going to hold off having a World map plastered all over my cheeky cheeks”
The last time a friend asked if I wished to see their latest ink spot, I was stunned when they proceeded to drop drawers, bend over and arch their back to give me a full view of the message that very few people would ever get the chance to view so up close and personal.
I’m funny about tattoos. I haven’t thought of one design I could live with for the rest of my life to be displayed anywhere on my body, let alone my ample backside.
After researching what others felt they could live with, I was even more confused; to see the boldness of these tattoo-donners made me think the simple little heart I’ve been contemplating is a joke.
Take for example the chick who knows who her “daddy” is- she has no problem telling anyone else that she is “taken”…I pray this woman has arranged marriage, otherwise her next guy will constantly be reminded that others have “been there, done that”.
What about the guy? I assume this is a tat only a guy would get, confirming the fact that “this is the worse tattoo ever”. Why, I ask, why?
I kind of respect people who get tattoos that don’t need a lot of explaining, it’s like a t-shirt that you just don’t get no matter how hard you squint and cock your head.
I’ve come to the conclusion that sometimes, a tattoo is just a tattoo and people have their own personal reasons why they’d want certain images to be permanent reminders of that painful decision to “just do it”
…I can’t imagine a “butt tattoo” not hurting, but everyone I ask, seems to have the same story; “I was drunk, so I really can’t remember.” Fair enough, but I think for now, I’m going to hold off having a World map plastered all over my cheeky cheeks.
