I love tattoos (unless they are gang signs). I love to see them. I love to hear peoples' stories behind them. I love to hear where they got them and when.
Angry and I each have three tattoos. We got our first so long ago that I can't remember when it was! I think it was 1997ish but who knows? We got the second the following year. We got our third this September.
It's been said that once you get a tatt, they are addictive.
Our stories go like this:
Tattoo #1 for Angry is a bald eagle and wolf set up like yin and yang on his shoulder. These are two things that he really appreciates and respects (they are strong and beautiful at the same time). It's an awesome tattoo and looks like a painting.
|This tattoo ROCKS!|
Tattoo #1 for me is a cute version of Tigger on my upper thigh. Memories of my childhood laced with Winnie the Pooh triggered this tatt. Tigger is my favorite character and just seeing him makes me happy. I have not taken great care of him so his beautiful orange color has faded a lot. I’ll be getting him touched up soon (hopefully).
|Tigger is terrific!|
Tattoo #2 for Angry is an arm band (like the barbed wire ones you see all the time). But, his is made up of a killer whale, a great white shark, and a dolphin (repeated 2 times). He thinks these guys kick ass. He's thinking of having that arm done in a half sleeve of all sea creatures. That would be cool.
|I'm gonna eat you!|
|We're not as deadly but we're just as cool!|
|I love cats (and I wish I was really that tan!).|