Tattoos, Moms, and the White Pages Directory
I don’t know what to do with that son of mine. He is sixteen, and has a wild streak that only could have come from his father. Like the other night, he came home with a tattoo. A TATTOO, on a sixteen year old! After telling him exactly what I thought of it, and grounding him for the rest of his life, I began searching the white pages directory for a list of every tattoo parlor in a hundred mile radius. And when I find the one that tattooed my sixteen year old son, they are going to get an earful, and possibly a lawsuit.
