Sooo despite that I am still hobbling on crutches, I hiphopped my way to a tattoo parlor in the village and dropped a few bucks on some body art. Mike at Heaven Tattoo made me love him and pissed off my parents at the same time by inking their baby with a not-so-hidden tattoo on my wrist. Double score. Here’s a fresh pic. Love it? I do.
Nevermind the fact that it looks like I am grabbing a crotch, I promise I know how to behave in public.