Since posting pictures of our tattoos is all the rage now, here's mine.
Pardon the blur. Hard spot, Todd's camera phone, trying not to expose too much.....you get the idea. Yes, those are my Hanky Pankys.
I got this when I was 19 and drunk on peach wine coolers. My friend, Val, bought it for me because I won a bet. What was the bet, you ask? I asked a guy at Paragon, a club we frequented, what toothpaste he used.
Stupid bet. I know. But I got a tattoo out of it!
I picked a moon and star because I'm a night person.
Well, I used to be. Now I have to be in bed by 10:30pm.