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Winter's Love · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 3:37 am

on my inner wrists. Just the following words, in some sort of type:

Left: Dublin 1904
Right: Trieste 1914

Play C3 · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 3:43 am

you should go for it. soon.

im getting 'XIII' somewhere, just have to decide where. its not going to be fancy or artsy or anything, just black ink.

Peeps · **Joined:** Sun Oct 17, 2004 6:15 am **Posts:** 33031

im getting one with a rooster with a noose around its neck.

ive picked out the spot, it will go just below my knee

this way, technically, its not a lie

dyingonahilltop · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 4:56 am

The only place I'd ever get a tattoo would be on my calf. And I will probably never do it, unless it's for some significant reason.

Play C3 · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 5:53 am

Peeps wrote:

im getting one with a rooster with a noose around its neck.

ive picked out the spot, it will go just below my knee

this way, technically, its not a lie

peeps i believe you can do better than this.

parchy · **Joined:** Sun Oct 17, 2004 12:50 am **Posts:** 11842

lets go together, mickster

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Dev · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 6:55 am

would be great if everyone explained their tats

cutuphalfdead · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 7:01 am

Dev wrote:

would be great if everyone explained their tits

Play C3 · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 7:47 am

cutuphalfdead wrote:

Dev wrote:

would be great if everyone explained their tits

mine are, for the most part, identical. with some subtle differences.

Alex · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:16 pm

During my third summer in Jakarta, I was working in the port dockyard, assessing incoming vessels and instructing them in the docking and relaunching process. It was a stressful nonstop job that allowed little room for error, so i developed a nervous twitch of my left eye.

one day at lunch, i met my friends Davian and Roni for a scrod sandwich at The Portsman's Bungalow. i was digging into my delicious meal and talking about the last night's sunset and shooting stars with my good friends. then i twitched, and in the process inadverantly winked at Davian, who misinterpreted the signal as a come-on. i defended my heterosexuality to Davian but he was.. well.. he lost it. he punched Roni and I repeatedly in the face for disgracing his wonderful nation and i left the dockyard ashamed and confused

taht evening i argued with my girlfriend. she said i shoud not have quit my job and stayed down at the docks. Japita, a tattoo artist, was a difficult woman. she often displayed a dislike to americans but held a special spot in her heart for me. i told her i would leave her, i HAD to leave her, because i could no longer provide her with jewels and sandals that she loved, but not before she gave me a tattoo. she often communicated with the spirits and the heavens prior to working, so she looked deep into the essence of my being and communicated with the spirits hovering above me.

i received a tattoo of a tree with strange icons circling it. to this day i don't know waht they mean. i have spent years trying to return to Japita, but i fear she might be gone.

corduroy_blazer · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 2:49 pm

me too. was thinking something like this:

cutuphalfdead · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 2:58 pm

corduroy_blazer wrote:

me too. was thinking something like this:

ghey ghey ghey

cutuphalfdead · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 2:59 pm

corduroy_blazer wrote:

me too. was thinking something like this:

I actually considered this tattoo when I was 14.

denverapolis · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 4:30 pm

i have a "W" tattooed on each ass cheek

Pizza the Hut · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 5:55 pm

I've thought about getting one too.

Possibly on the hip bone area.

Winter's Love · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 6:07 pm

Alex wrote:

During my third summer in Jakarta, I was working in the port dockyard, assessing incoming vessels and instructing them in the docking and relaunching process. It was a stressful nonstop job that allowed little room for error, so i developed a nervous twitch of my left eye.

one day at lunch, i met my friends Davian and Roni for a scrod sandwich at The Portsman's Bungalow. i was digging into my delicious meal and talking about the last night's sunset and shooting stars with my good friends. then i twitched, and in the process inadverantly winked at Davian, who misinterpreted the signal as a come-on. i defended my heterosexuality to Davian but he was.. well.. he lost it. he punched Roni and I repeatedly in the face for disgracing his wonderful nation and i left the dockyard ashamed and confused

taht evening i argued with my girlfriend. she said i shoud not have quit my job and stayed down at the docks. Japita, a tattoo artist, was a difficult woman. she often displayed a dislike to americans but held a special spot in her heart for me. i told her i would leave her, i HAD to leave her, because i could no longer provide her with jewels and sandals that she loved, but not before she gave me a tattoo. she often communicated with the spirits and the heavens prior to working, so she looked deep into the essence of my being and communicated with the spirits hovering above me.

i received a tattoo of a tree with strange icons circling it. to this day i don't know waht they mean. i have spent years trying to return to Japita, but i fear she might be gone.

Who wants to be Balki, raise your hand?

Alex · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 6:13 pm

Winter's Love wrote:

Alex wrote:

During my third summer in Jakarta, I was working in the port dockyard, assessing incoming vessels and instructing them in the docking and relaunching process. It was a stressful nonstop job that allowed little room for error, so i developed a nervous twitch of my left eye.

one day at lunch, i met my friends Davian and Roni for a scrod sandwich at The Portsman's Bungalow. i was digging into my delicious meal and talking about the last night's sunset and shooting stars with my good friends. then i twitched, and in the process inadverantly winked at Davian, who misinterpreted the signal as a come-on. i defended my heterosexuality to Davian but he was.. well.. he lost it. he punched Roni and I repeatedly in the face for disgracing his wonderful nation and i left the dockyard ashamed and confused

taht evening i argued with my girlfriend. she said i shoud not have quit my job and stayed down at the docks. Japita, a tattoo artist, was a difficult woman. she often displayed a dislike to americans but held a special spot in her heart for me. i told her i would leave her, i HAD to leave her, because i could no longer provide her with jewels and sandals that she loved, but not before she gave me a tattoo. she often communicated with the spirits and the heavens prior to working, so she looked deep into the essence of my being and communicated with the spirits hovering above me.

i received a tattoo of a tree with strange icons circling it. to this day i don't know waht they mean. i have spent years trying to return to Japita, but i fear she might be gone.

Who wants to be Balki, raise your hand?

i resorbed balki when we were twins sharing the same womb. balki's original incarnation on RM was only balki 'trying to be born' and haunting the internet like a stubborn siamese cat.

Winter's Love · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 6:15 pm

Alex wrote:

Winter's Love wrote:

Alex wrote:

During my third summer in Jakarta, I was working in the port dockyard, assessing incoming vessels and instructing them in the docking and relaunching process. It was a stressful nonstop job that allowed little room for error, so i developed a nervous twitch of my left eye.

one day at lunch, i met my friends Davian and Roni for a scrod sandwich at The Portsman's Bungalow. i was digging into my delicious meal and talking about the last night's sunset and shooting stars with my good friends. then i twitched, and in the process inadverantly winked at Davian, who misinterpreted the signal as a come-on. i defended my heterosexuality to Davian but he was.. well.. he lost it. he punched Roni and I repeatedly in the face for disgracing his wonderful nation and i left the dockyard ashamed and confused

taht evening i argued with my girlfriend. she said i shoud not have quit my job and stayed down at the docks. Japita, a tattoo artist, was a difficult woman. she often displayed a dislike to americans but held a special spot in her heart for me. i told her i would leave her, i HAD to leave her, because i could no longer provide her with jewels and sandals that she loved, but not before she gave me a tattoo. she often communicated with the spirits and the heavens prior to working, so she looked deep into the essence of my being and communicated with the spirits hovering above me.

i received a tattoo of a tree with strange icons circling it. to this day i don't know waht they mean. i have spent years trying to return to Japita, but i fear she might be gone.

Who wants to be Balki, raise your hand?

i resorbed balki when we were twins sharing the same womb. balki's original incarnation on RM was only balki 'trying to be born' and haunting the internet like a stubborn siamese cat.

So what you're saying is, you have the strength of two men in your one body?

Jesus H. Christ. :shock:

Alex · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 6:17 pm

Winter's Love wrote:

Alex wrote:

Winter's Love wrote:

Alex wrote:

During my third summer in Jakarta, I was working in the port dockyard, assessing incoming vessels and instructing them in the docking and relaunching process. It was a stressful nonstop job that allowed little room for error, so i developed a nervous twitch of my left eye.

one day at lunch, i met my friends Davian and Roni for a scrod sandwich at The Portsman's Bungalow. i was digging into my delicious meal and talking about the last night's sunset and shooting stars with my good friends. then i twitched, and in the process inadverantly winked at Davian, who misinterpreted the signal as a come-on. i defended my heterosexuality to Davian but he was.. well.. he lost it. he punched Roni and I repeatedly in the face for disgracing his wonderful nation and i left the dockyard ashamed and confused

taht evening i argued with my girlfriend. she said i shoud not have quit my job and stayed down at the docks. Japita, a tattoo artist, was a difficult woman. she often displayed a dislike to americans but held a special spot in her heart for me. i told her i would leave her, i HAD to leave her, because i could no longer provide her with jewels and sandals that she loved, but not before she gave me a tattoo. she often communicated with the spirits and the heavens prior to working, so she looked deep into the essence of my being and communicated with the spirits hovering above me.

i received a tattoo of a tree with strange icons circling it. to this day i don't know waht they mean. i have spent years trying to return to Japita, but i fear she might be gone.

Who wants to be Balki, raise your hand?

i resorbed balki when we were twins sharing the same womb. balki's original incarnation on RM was only balki 'trying to be born' and haunting the internet like a stubborn siamese cat.

So what you're saying is, you have the strength of two men in your one body?

Jesus H. Christ. :shock:

Jesus can't help you now.

dkfan9 · **Posted:** Wed Jan 21, 2009 6:21 pm

i'd probably get it on my triceps or back if i were to get one

but i see no point in spending the money for something i dont care about

I'm thinking about getting a tattoo

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