Bad Ideas. Dumb Decisions. Terrible Tats.
As if the Ace Ventura ain’t bad enough…
You should have gone with an Oprah.
The South’s gonna do it again.
A few too many pre-ink PBRs perhaps?
Well, that’s becoming.
The Death of the One-Footed Hot Dog.
Aretha Franklin. Melts in Your mouth. Not in your hands.
Love may never die, but this tat may have inched it a wee bit closer to the grave.
Even Ricky Martin ain’t feelin’ this Vida Loca.
I’ll opt for home.