[Monkey Face]

LOL!

Both my kids came back from boot camp with tattoos, and I asked each of them, “Well? Were you drunk?”

The answers were both negative, and I’m thinking, “What in the world possessed them...?”

In the summer of ‘92, I got my own tattoo, at 11:00 in the morning! Of course, I’d thought of it for two years, so it was just a matter of walking in the door.

[Dead Corpse]

Got mine while stationed in Beaufort, SC. There was a back alley scratcher that did most of the ink for the troops at Hunter Army Airfield in Savannah,GA and for the Marines at Paris Island or the Marine Corps Air Station.

None of mine are military related and the guy had a standing policy that if he thought you were drunk or otherwise chemically altered, he'd boot you out of the shop.

[Tax-chick]

You have a *tattoo*! My mother would die if I did :-).