Imagine at Christmas dinner with all the relatives and a few friends and your son is sitting there looking like that with Monster on his forehead.
Making it even worse, you ask him what he would like to drink with dinner and he says a glass of milk.
“Imagine at Christmas dinner with all the relatives and a few friends and your son is sitting there looking like that with Monster on his forehead.”
I suppose that a career goal to be, say, the CEO of Boeing, is at this point somewhat unrealistic for this guy.
Look again. I think it says “Munster.” Although that might be the Greek letter psi. But it’s definitely not an “o”.
But, with monster tattooed on his forehead, rest assured he will drink it from a dirty glass.