I finally did it. I got a tattoo. It's just a small outline of a star on the inside of my left bicep, but I really like it a lot. Sean has already issued judgement, calling me a "stealth rebel". God bless his little heart. Park has also weighed in, using the words "fag" and "gay" as many times as possible to make himself look as silly as possible while he sports his ponytail and earrings in one ear.
Here's a picture-
Allright Little J,
1. In my post I NEVER used the word FAG
2. I only used the word GAY Once
3. YOU are the one who got one of the most silliest tats I have ever seen(It's FOREVER little man, I hope you REALLY like it)
4. The ponytail has been gone for months(If you called or kept up with your OTHER freinds or even your brother, you would know this)
5. I am SORRY that I called and woke you up, but I just had to.
6.Still love ya little guy! I hope the move goes well, and call if you need anything!
Park
Park, to be clear, it's not the ponytail that made you gay but rather the fact that you have sex with men.
Even over the internet, I can hear the whine.
You got a...tatoo? Let me re do that: You got that tatoo. I just don't know what to say. This vexes me. This vexes me greatly.
Good for you man. One of these days I'll stop being a pussy and figure something out myself.
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