Last February my co-workers boyfriend went to Florida for a weekend getaway. One night after a few too many libations at a nearby dive, he stumbled into a dark tattoo parlor with a neon pink OPEN sign humming in the window. A lifelong Trekky, boyfriend decided to have the Star Trek Communicator tattooed on his chest.
After a recent vacation of her own, I sat next to my co-worker in a departmental meeting. Upon glancing down, I noticed a delicate, red butterfly tattoo set high on her ankle. Responding to my inquiry about the permanence of the decision she laughed and said that of course it wasn’t real, but simply a temporary tattoo that could easily be removed with a little alcohol.
We all shared a good laugh, thinking back to the Star Trek incident.
Ironic, isn’t it, that when it comes to tattoos, alcohol puts them on almost as easily as it takes them off!
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Beam me up — thank goodness Ironman doesn’t have a logo 🙂
But bat and superman do. Hypothetically speaking, how many ensigns do you think he could fit on his chest?