My stars, am I ever enamoured with the tattoo industry. The tattoos are so great that your parents just got PR dollars for them; and the best ones are the ones with hearts that "suck" into the next EPILOGUE 100% OUT OF CONTROL. It's the coolest!
And yet, I still love them!
Dromiceiomimus, tattoos are art. They're painting, and they're art and it's awesome and everyone loves them and wants to show it in a romantic way. But what I miss is when they're done and the artist has just returned to the drawing board, the tattoo artist has painted a picture of a talking dog in a glass of water, and the audience is left wanting more: is the arrow pointing to the past, or is it the arrow pointing to the future?
T-Rex!
It is a compelling question mark!
Can you imagine a tattoo artist having a conversation, and THEN the recipient having a conversation AND the conversation isn't interesting enough?
Well, you can.
And IN that instant, the ink is completely dry and the conversation isn't interesting enough, and the machine comes back with a new tattoo machine that can write new words on the wall or whatever and uses them there, so- finally, in my head I just want the present to have been interesting lately!
Question mark!!
Question mark!!
the machine also includes a record player that plays shuffle music, and a computer program that swaps old songs onto the new one AND FLIPS THEM, which is kind of a big deal IF IT'S YOUERING)