RETURN OF FARTMAN!

Bzzzzzzz.... And We're Off!

Time : 1655 hrs
Venue : Dreamscape Tattoo Studios, Far East Plaza, Singapore
Artist : Sam
Subject : ME!!!

Tattoo session number 4 began. From the beginning it was excruciating. I never knew how sensitive my collar-bone and shoulder area was until then.

Colours were being added to the lotus on my shoulder. Contrasting base of pink with green/yellow highlights on the inside of the petals jumpstarted my pain and brought me almost to the threshold. Light colours tended to show less visibly. Add to that the fact that I started spilling out blood in a "it's-raining-cats-and-dogs" fashion, Sam had no choice but to really dig into my shoulder.

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As I was a quarter way done, a guy walked in with his girl. Stop. The girl was this little pretty thing with an admirable tattoo on her breastplate, albeit having barely a handful of breast (Quote from Terrence "More than a handful's a waste"). Proceed. He wanted a piece done on his rib area. I scanned over his little skinny bod and it was his first torso piece (There were some words on his pubic region, hardly appealing). Finally there was someone there to add to the build-up of atmospheric pain.

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2 more hours of pain passed. It was 1945hrs, and finally the lotus was coloured. Whether or not the colour would stay well would depend on how much more I bled and leaked out over the next few days. I hoped that the colour would just stick. I love the pain of tattooing, but that's only after I'm long done with the piece. Obviously the human memory for pain isn't that amazing. I'm no longer intrigued by how great, allegedly, our memory is.

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I was supposed to go back for the seond lotus after dinner. Happily leaking and bleeding, I met Cheryl for dinner. A nice time I had, especially since I hadn't seen this working woman in such a long while.

By the time I finally made my ass bring me back to the studio, Sam was way stuffed and almost fast asleep. We talked about the colours for the second lotus for a while, then I left.

Outside, the dude with the titty-less hot girl was being treated like a hero amongst all his friends. It was well-deserved. I can't imagine what a piece on my ribs would feel like. Of course, the amount of fat that I have there is still not enough to absorb any pain. It would be an experience.

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Till next time, goodbye world.

posted by Da Buffalo! @ 2:26 PM