Body ModsThis week we hand the honours over to DippyFi, who asks:
"Got your girlfriend stuck on your Prince Albert? Had an argument with your tattoo artist mid-tattoo? Piercing mysteriously dissolved the cartilege in your ear? Or worse: decided to pierce yourself while you were drunk? Go on, I wanna hear all the gory details!"
The closest I've got to body piercing was when a friend stuck a sodding gardening fork through my right hand. It wasn't a good look to be honest.
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chthonic, Thu 30 Nov 2006, 23:02)
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Ill-timed tattooI had an image of the Prophet Mohammed tattooed on my right shoulder when drunk. Imagine my horror when the very next day I was told by my boss that I'd been chosen as the new station head for Mecca!
Fortunately, I was able to go back to the tattoo artiste and have the Prophet skillfully altered to look much like the Dalai Lama. Imagine my terror when I returned to work the next day to hear that the Mecca office had been closed down and that I was being sent to Beijing! Oh no!
I quickly back-tracked and had my tattoo morphed (quite badly by now) into the exact likeness of George W Bush - before being improbably re-posted at the very last minute to our Iraq branch! Disaster!
There was only one thing for it. I had the (by now rather large) tat re-made into an admirable replica of Laurel and Hardy, presuming that everyone loves the wacky twosome. My bad luck - the village where I work in Iraq suffered a bout or particularly nasty ethnic cleansing in the 1930s - at the very hands of - you guessed it - Laurel and Hardy.
I wear long sleeves, no matter what the weather.
(, Fri 1 Dec 2006, 10:19, Reply)
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