Let he who does not have a bad tattoo cast the first stone, here. That person is not going to be me, because I totally have a dumb tattoo that I got when I was like twenty. No, I’m not telling you what it is. I’ve thought about trying to get it covered up or something over the years, but at this point I’ve pretty much just embraced the badness of it. So did this guy, who posted on Reddit, “I have an ugly tribal tattoo. But I think I fixed it.”
I am fully convinced that no one should be allowed to make decisions of any kind until they turn at least twenty-five. Preferably thirty.