I hate, when talking to people about piercings and tattoos, they say "You'll regret it when you're older."
Says who?
Yeah, I get that occasionally about my hair. Because, you know. Apparently hair doesn't grow out.
As for tattoos and piercings... I'm way too much of a weakling to willingly have someone put a needle in my body and not shit my pants.
"Somebody told me when the bomb hits, everybody in a two mile radius will be instantly sublimated, but if you lay face down on the ground for some time, avoiding the residual ripples of heat, you might survive, permanently fucked up and twisted like you're always underwater refracted. But if you do go gas, there's nothing you can do if the air that was once you is mingled and mashed with the kicked up molecules of the enemy's former body. Big-kid-tested, motherf--ker approved."
