I’d go for something lame like barbed wire around my biceps. So that’s why I don’t get tattooed.
Centimeters aren’t metric?
There’s an xkcd for that.
It could probably kill you and the horse you rode in on.
I like the cut of your jib!
I would get a red line made with green ink.
That is what I was going to say. I bought the template and visited a local tattoo parlor. The gal wanted $400. I’m still carrying my little Stanley tape measure. The price of tattoos is ridiculous, I got my only tattoo back in 1975 for $20.
It’s both standard and metric.
A big black greasy chainring imprint on the inside of my lower right leg.
The third stanza of The Destruction of Sennacherib across my back.
Never considered getting a tattoo until last year my pre-teen daughter drew a little black star on my forearm when she was bored one day. I told her if I ever got a tattoo, that’d be it, and I’d want her to draw it again exactly as she did it (I even took as pic).
We agreed that if she and I were both agreeable, we’d go on her 18th birthday and each get the same star tattoo on our forearms. My wife and teen son both said they’d do it too. So in four and a half years, I just may have a small star tattoo on my arm. Or not. It’s an everyone-or-nothing deal.
“Remember Sammy Jankiss”
I think I would have to follow Magritte and have one saying “This is not a tattoo”.
I don’t have a single tattoo.
I always thought it’d be fun to get a tattoo of a big black rectangle and tell people that it’s covering up an old, controversial tattoo that couldn’t be successfully removed.
Then stand back and listen to folks pontificate on what tattoo could have been so bad that I covered it with a big, ugly, black box. Oh the stories I would tell!
I like both of these!
I would get some kitschy, 50s-style tattoo, something a sailor or biker might have had. Maybe a big red heart with a stiletto though it, and a flowing banner in front with my sweetie’s name.
My sons name.
Maybe a text passage and illustration from the Voynich Manuscript.
The Tree of Life.
Only mine would have roots. Roots going down deep in the soil, drawing nutrients from the visible remains of various creatures who have died, and whose bodies now make the soil fertile so that life can continue.
(Didn’t read the whole thread.)
I had breast cancer in 2015. All I needed was a lumpectomy. But if I need a mastectomy in the future, I would not have reconstruction but I would have one of these beautiful tattoos. Or two, I guess, if I needed it. I won’t post a link. Just go into Google and put in “mastectomy tattoos.” NSFW.
I’ve played bass for quite some time, so maybe a bass clef symbol. Tho I imagine that is pretty cliche. And no idea where.