I have no permanent ink and never will have any.
I very much preferred temporary, stick-on tattoos but have not worn any for about fifteen years.
One time I had one high and visible on my chest, a 1” red rose, and an unpleasant busybody
coworker was giving me grief about it. She refused to believe it was a decal until the next day
after I had washed it off.
Liberals. You can’t live with ‘em, and you can’t just shoot ‘em.
Another time, same butthead, I had a shiner, and she insisted! that I was a battered wife.
Actually, I really had walked into a door, literally. Anybody who knows me and Bryan would
believe that in a second, but not this one. She was going to call the cops on Bryan! I got out my
big guns (I told my boss to make her back off), and she left me alone. My boss knows Bryan
and is a friend of mine. We still email and exchange Christmas cards 17 years after I left the job.
“A 1” red rose.. on my chest”.
Dang.... and here we all thought you were a sweet “old lady” when in reality... you are just plain WILD!! LOL!!!
LOL
“Liberals. You can’t live with ‘em, and you can’t just shoot ‘em.
Another time, same butthead, I had a shiner, and she insisted! that I was a battered wife.
Actually, I really had walked into a door, literally. Anybody who knows me and Bryan would
believe that in a second, but not this one. She was going to call the cops on Bryan! I got out my
big guns (I told my boss to make her back off), and she left me alone. My boss knows Bryan
and is a friend of mine. We still email and exchange Christmas cards 17 years after I left the job.”
Sheesh. Some people can mind everyone’s business but their own.