I was sat having a drink with friends and they were sporting new ink.
He said to me do I remember my first?
I was like hell yes I hated been a noobie and couldn’t wait (because I was the only one of my group not to have done it).
I planned it for months, every detail and circumstance was covered in my head.
I mostly remember the fear and excitement just prior to doing it.
But most of all I remember the noise of the machine, the pain, and blood spilling all over.
I also remember having to get new clothes because I got blood on them before I wiped down.
Anyhow after I had sawn the guy’s head off and disposed of his body I got my first tattoo straight after no problem ๐
Do you remember your first? ๐
(Well I found it funny but they took me seriously for a few secs whilst it sank in their expressions were priceless)
Take Care
Matthew