Following is a slightly modified iteration of a popular post I put on a different blog several months ago.
From the annals of “Remedial English Class,” and “I Want to be Unemployable,” I offer twenty-three absurd tattoos (all photos from Google Images).
A paradox of time wrinkling proportions---to keep two things apart so that they can be together; or, is it that they 'were' together?
A guaranteed ticket to third base
BMW is, no doubt, in negotiations for her toes
Clearly
What if what I am going through is a spelling bee?
And may they give you lasting 'memorees'
A suicide note no doubt
John Wayne Gacy is smiling down, err, up
Let's hope Thursdays don't become League Nights
undoubtedly filling
From which God?
sweet indeed
and someone is very lucky
Tom?
a ticket to quadrupedalism in Cell Block C
ascension manifested
another guaranteed ticket to third base
purveyors of filling meals
because Mesozoic language is making a comeback
or, you could have just removed the skin tag
for days when you don't want to do laundry
hopefully Allstate will lower his auto insurance rates
and he probably works the mic like a vandal
