Ok, so I went to the tattoo parlor yesterday to look at flash. You know for a pin-up, or something like, or akin, to a pin-up, and Rollo the Tattoo Guy, who isn't really named Rollo, but he should be, well, Rollo wasn't busy, I mean there was no one but Rollo and me in the shop, and damned if Rollo didn't hover over me the whole time I was looking at flash, but I kept looking, and Rollo kept hovering, and Rollo kept offering suggestions, and Rollo kept bringing out books, and magazines, and his hidden secret x-rated flash, and there was nothing, and I mean nothing remotely close to what I wanted, but still Rollo kept hovering, and after about twenty minutes I started getting a swimming, or a swirling headache, you know the kind don't you, it's not really a bad headache, nothing that could incapacitate you, but it's annoying, sort of like Rollo and his hovering, and it makes you dizzy, and makes your nose run, and makes your throat kind of sore, and makes all your joints ache, and ...
Hey, could it be I was coming down with something, like the flu, or a virus infection, and yeah, I think that's what I was coming down with, and now I'm starting to wonder if Rollo and all his hovering might have passed on some sort of INK INFECTION, you know from the ink, the ink they use in tattoos. So now I'm starting to sweat, did I mention before that I was starting to sweat, well, even if I didn't mention it, I was ... starting to sweat, and my vision was getting blurry, and Rollo, that damn Rollo, was still hovering, and I was starting to get stomach cramps, and you KNOW how I hate stomach cramps, and I might have started hallucinating too, but I'm not to sure about that, because with all my other symptoms ... I MEAN WITH ALL MY OTHER SYMPTOMS ... I might have just been imagining that I was hallucinating.
So, to make a long story short, I didn't find anything that I liked, but Rollo told me, Rollo told me while he was hovering, that I could check out the internet to see if I could find anything that I might like, and I could print it out, or save it to disk, or email it to him, but do I really want someone named Rollo who isn't really named Rollo to have my email address???
In conclusion, I am better today, I guess it was only a 24 hour INK INFECTION, and all the Nyquil I took must have combated it pretty good, because I really am better today, I mean lots better, I mean like in almost perfect health except for the ghost of Irving Klaw sitting on my bed shooting me dirty looks, but that's a small price to pay for whatever it is I've been trying to type for the past half hour.
In conclusion, and I really mean in conclusion this time, it looks like the pin-up tattoo has been put on hold, or maybe I won't get a pin-up tattoo after all, maybe I'll just get something else, and I just looked over, and Irving Klaw is nodding his head in approval, so I guess that's it for now, I guess.
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