OMGMy cousin was a tough guy. He got one on his neck and never flinched.
Years after I was done getting any I got the whole set up and started giving some.
He came by one day and asked if he could use everything. I asked why since he'd already had me do a few for him. He said he and his wife wanted to give each other one tat. Neither were artistic so it was to good of an opportunity to pass up.
Couple days later his wife showed me a little rose on her lower leg. Surprisingly it wasn't bad. Mostly because it was a real simple design. I asked what he got and asked to see it. He refused and refused any talk about it. Of course that just meant game on and I proceeded to hound him to no end.
He finally broke and said it was on his butt. I was like why? Why? Why? He explained that neither had much faith in her skills so he decided best to pick a spot that no one would ever see so if it turned out bad.
I was dieing and asked.... so? How did it turn out and what was it, etc? He said it's a line. I was... a what? He said it was one single line about 3/4 of an inch long. I was so confused until he said that damn thing hurt like hell. Hurt so bad I was done at that point. No more.
I gave him so much crap over the years about that. I mean girls get tats on their butts all the time right? Who knew?



