I felt like I was watching April being tricked by Bam, except instead of Bam, it was a weird tattoo artist wearing his signature 'Lucky Shirt' his mom bough him for the weekly Friday Middle School Dance at the Lions Hall. I know what you are all thinking, this bitch is crazy. Well you know what, Fuck You San Diego. She's old enough to be your mother, and would you ever want to see your mom in pain? No. If you do, you probably like the movie Major Payne, which means you are a walk-in closet queer, not your typical queer.
Well okay, I digress. If it looks like tuna, smells like tuna, its probably your exgirlfriend's smelly snatch. This bitch is a cunt. She goes all power crazy. She wants to be a bad-ass. She talked all fucking the month about getting a barbed wire heart on her back, and now she can't handle it. At 1:52, she gets served. Can I speak to the manager. I am the manager. Leave and enjoy you 1/8 finished tattoo that looks like a swastika you Nazi cunt.
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