Sunday Ink #46
Labels: Sunday Ink 41-60
"The disposition of noble dogs is to be gentle with people they know and the opposite with those they don't know... How, then, can the dog be anything other than a lover of learning since it defines what's its own and what's alien." - Plato
Labels: Sunday Ink 41-60
7 Comments:
OK, the 2nd tat is kind of fun. I laughed at that one. I like it.
The first tat? Wow. She's going to be very very sad, when in 40 years 'u reap what' sags down into 'you sew'. That said... its made me think that if I ever have to have open heart surgery *shudder* maybe some kind of cute tat up and down the zipper scar would be fun.
Odd question... are her folks dead? Is this an 'in memory' tat?
Her dad at least is alive, I know. Probably both. She's really young. Started with the ink right at 18 she's only 22-23 now.
Bonus points if you can figure out the ink on her knees.
Well... knee pads? What in the hell does one put on one's knees?
Bees? She's the bee's knee?
You got it in two! she has bees knees!
There are a few more too, but I have to have the bees on her knees... I mean, well... Um... No, Not like that...
Yeah, now that I have the red queen, the Sunday Ink is really all about the Ink.
OK. That's fun. If I ever have knee surgery and end up with a wicked scar, I'm having bees cover it.
Is that mispelling of "sow" purposeful?
Yes, if you look closely, there are stitches in the heart. I suppose it means if you mend a broken heart, you get to keep it... Or something.
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