“Inkin’ Ain’t Thinkin’!”

Yeah, O.K. – at 59.6 years old, Dick Jones is officially a fucking fossil! And yeah, I’ve done some pretty stupit thangs in my life too, and have the scars to prove it – broken nose ’cause I just HAD to have the last word one time too often, various road rash scars from bicycle crashes, and incision marks from various surgeries, just to name a few.

But one thing that old geezer DJ DON’T have, and that’s even ONE tattoo – ’cause I’ve known since I was still crappin’ my own pants (which I’ll be doin’ AGAIN in just a few short years, if I’m lucky enough to live ’til my 80’s) that Inkin’ Ain’t Thinkin’!

As a good friend of mine says: “I think I’ll be different and go get some tattoos – like ever’body ELSE!” GeezFuckinChrise’ – I can’t even go to the grocery store without being visually BOMBARDED with this hideousity!

And girls – wanna know how to ruin a perfectly good tit? Get a mutha-fuckin’ TATTOO planted on it, THAT’s how! It’s a freakin’ epidemic in moronicy is what it is; apparently I ain’t the only old fuck that’s bitchin’ about it neither:



O.K. – DJ rant off – I gotta get home from the Starbucks/Tattoo Display Station – my soup’s gettin’ cold. The GOOD news? At least now you don’t have to wait for the average retart to open his/her mouth to PROVE that they were oxygen-deprived in the womb…



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