I hear things like that all the time. About how when I’m old, the tattoos on my chest are gonna be at my knees, and because I’ve stretched my ears and have all these piercings, nothing will ever be the same. But I see it as another story to tell, they are what makes me, well, me. And heck, my grandkids will be able to hear me coming as my nipple rings jingle on the floor. Hahahaha