TATTOO AND BROWNIEZ

I woke up saturday morning with one of the strangest hangover pains I've ever had. I got unexpectedly drunk Friday night, and no, I don't mean roofied. Let's just say Bushwick sells some interesting mixed drinks. My plan was to wake up around 2-3 o'clock, naturally, and wast the whole day doing nothing but straight up, chill. 

Completely screwing my plans, my mind decided it was time to wake up around 12 o'clock. I texted Mergum, aka, the only other girl that will come with me to Applebee's for their Brownie sundae for no other reason than being in the mood for fatty food, and she doesn't annoy me because she's this really super chill earthy no-fucks type of person.

On the way we pass this: 

This means trouble, but it was sort of meant for me to pass by. So instead of making bad decisions we continue on our quest to Brownie Heaven. After terrible service, and cold mozzarella sticks we start contemplating tattoos. We finally decide, why not? John Lennon was murdered by this fat fuck manic, here, lol jk here, and me and Mergum decide, (after a terrific suggestion by my other bff, Shuan) Rubber Soul. The fab fours sixth album. These boys made us closer and helped us bond to be the Chucky and Tommy duo that we are (but I'm Tommy...most of the time).

So we casually walk into the Bullseye Tattoo Shop and Mergz realizes her ID is not in her wallet, which is crucial guys, never leave your house without that thing, think of it as your bby. Anyway, long story shot, the tattooist are convinced Mergime isn't of age, I find her ID, save the day (TOMMY PICKLES FTW), no one know what Rubber Soul is, i run into people who remember me from high-school but don't remember my name and yet i remember them in entirety, we meet the dude who's inking our skin, and BAM.

Although the minor mishap in the beginning I had a great time being permanently branded by the artist, Danny, who's ridiculously talented, and quite the babe. He was super stoked to being tattooing all day, and didn't seem the slightest bit egotistical, which is rad..for me...and you, I suppose. He mentioned drinking 3 Rockstars to keep awake, and managed the 10 minute session not be terribly awkward. Go check out his work, here.