Tattooed
Tattooed With much apprehension I approached the front door of the tattoo parlour. After several minutes of deliberation I went in. At a desk sat a middle aged lady who was much overweight. "How can I help you?" she said. I told her I had an appointment and that several days ago I had emailed details of the tattoos I wanted done. "Ah Yes. I remember you spoke to me. Because the tattoos are, shall we say, a little unusual, you wanted to know if we would do them. As long as you are over...