bad life decision?

possibly? but it is too late now. as saturday is slowly approaching, i get more nervous about my decision to have a tattoo on my chesticle area. it is possibly very naive of me, and honestly highly deranged that due to my complete love of seeing written tattoos across the collar bone of male specimens that i came to the decision, that i myself must attain such a permanent mark.

as a result of such a decision, i will once again, become the height of disappointment in my mother's eyes who at the sight of such a thing will either instantly die, or come running at me with a sharp blade.

i do fear for my life, even at this ripe old age of 58, as i still reside within the family home and such a tattoo will possibly cause my soon to be arrival on the streets/homelessness.

if only i was 'macca' then clearly, whatever, i wouldn't care! chucked that in for ana/lauren's enjoyment.

nevertheless i still see this image on my mac, that sent me over the edge into complete convinced-ness, and it still brings a smile to my face. which makes me semi-content that i believe i have made the right life decision.

if i haven't. well then, i'm highly owned, but i guess i will deal with that at a later date when i continue to get horrified stares and/or looks of disgust at my place of work.

old conservative people can really be delightful. yes. the more you stare, the more i will consider stabbing and eating one of your children.

please note: i'm one step closer to my ultimate goal...

yep. just as we all prefer. or as i and my faux real boyfriend ana do; jail tatts. and just to add to all that glory. he is going rock. could i be in heaven? well no, i couldn't but i'm sure it's very close, to being very far. which is close enough.

(just loudly, he also reps rebel8 - fucking legend. such news as you should know ana, keeps my faith in humanity after it was so horrifically shaken after my discovery of a specific canberran pig wearing a rebel8 tshirt. almost forcing me to off myself. almost.)

sloth dick.

i wish i could make this blog slightly attractive but i fail in the technological sense and therefore a new entry to stimulate the loins of my dear friend ana, will just have to be the same old lame.

however i've obviously decided to be pretty cool and throw my use of capital letters out the window. wow. dropping out of uni made me such a bad ass. 

so recently i entered the term "sloth dick" into google (don't ask why, as even i don't know) and what emerged from the sheer delight of imagery heaven were the most epic of strange drawings that left me laughing. literally out loud. that's right. i was LOLLING. and so, due to receiving a txt msg from my friend ana about 5 minutes ago saying she came back to the abyss hell that is this blog, i decided to update it and now share with you all the magic that came from "sloth dick".

please note: that a majority of the imagery has barely anything if not nothing to do with sloths in the slightest. making these discoveries all the more epic. i honestly felt an overwhelming feeling of joy and satisfaction at my finds. oh the genius of google images.