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Tattoo My Heart

Hmmm...you mean, like this?

by The Urban Blabbermouth
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I am walking on a downtown street and for some reason, all I am seeing is tourists covered in tattoos.

I pass a tourist with tats (short for tattoo) all over his body.  In the old days, if you saw a man covered in tats, he was a Hells Angel biker, a mean scary bastard to be avoided.  Now, a guy covered with tats turns out to be a gay Starbucks Barista.  He is so nice, smiles and greets you with, “How can I help you today?”  So harmless.

Then there are the ladies with the "tramp stamps".  A whole generation of women with tats on the base of their spine just so you can see it, along with their thongs.  Yeah, pretty trashy.  The best tramp stamp ever is still, "Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me."

Some tourists' tats are roses, snakes, or naked ladies.  It’s obvious that they …