Jun 13, 2008 00:30
Okay, I don't like to make fun, because some of my very good friends have tattoos, but in the words of Nelson from "The Simpsons," "HA-ha!"
Listen to me, young-people (and by "young-people," I mean those of you who are young enough to have a grandparent without the last name "Saurus"), and listen well. You will live to regret your tattoos. And no, I don't necessarily mean for any of the reasons your parents have been throwing at you (though you shouldn't dismiss the possibility that having Spongebob tattooed on your pubic area may not always be as cool an idea as it seems today).
What I'm talking about is the ridicule you may someday receive from your children. Not because your children will be tattoo free, mind you, but because you'll be stuck with your idiot 2000s tattoo, while they have the new full-rewritable model that lets them download new content minute-by-minute from iTats, via the iPhone v39 embedded in their forehead.. (By this time, of course, Apple will rule the world, and the severed head of Steve Jobs in a jar will be our cruel Master and Overlord.)
And you, with your crappy fixed tattoos. On the cool-meter, it would be as though I had an 8-track Tape Player and a Betamax grafted onto my ass back in the 70s.
Of course, I'd still hold off, because even your kids will be left out when the full-motion tattoos hit the market.
So, keep skin pristine, young-people. You'll thank me.
What's that? You ask if piercings are okay? Well, in general, you take out a piercing, it heals up. No loss. No technological backlash. I say, go for it! (But don't tell your parents I said so.)
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