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Oh, I forgot.
Spent several hours at the tattoo shop yesterday afternoon/last night talking to the boys while Jesse tattooed a shamrock on Brad's arse.
It was fantastic.
Even more fantastic was when Jesse needed a hairtie or a bandana or something to tie his mop back with. I happened to have a pink bandana in my backpack, and I tentatively offered it to him, thinking he'd decline because it was, well, pink.
But he did NOT decline (I love a man who's secure) and promptly tied it on his head.... and then made the mistake of walking out into the front of the shop, where all his colleagues spent a very creative ten minutes finding every bad "butt-pirate" pun they could whip up, much to my entertainment.
"All handth on the poop deck, Capthain."
etc. etc. etc...
Fantastic fun.
Ok. I'm hungry. Time for lunch.
Spent several hours at the tattoo shop yesterday afternoon/last night talking to the boys while Jesse tattooed a shamrock on Brad's arse.
It was fantastic.
Even more fantastic was when Jesse needed a hairtie or a bandana or something to tie his mop back with. I happened to have a pink bandana in my backpack, and I tentatively offered it to him, thinking he'd decline because it was, well, pink.
But he did NOT decline (I love a man who's secure) and promptly tied it on his head.... and then made the mistake of walking out into the front of the shop, where all his colleagues spent a very creative ten minutes finding every bad "butt-pirate" pun they could whip up, much to my entertainment.
"All handth on the poop deck, Capthain."
etc. etc. etc...
Fantastic fun.
Ok. I'm hungry. Time for lunch.