Everybody at this party was telling me, "Man, I can't believe you're getting a tattoo down your side." Even my own friends didn't think I was gonna go through with it. As the tattoo artist was getting ready, I started having some doubt, mixed in with the need to pee. As I was getting the tattoo done, the need was growing and growing to the point where I wasn't worried about the pain anymore, just the fear that I might pee on myself. I didn't want to tell anybody how I was really blocking out the pain. I just figured I'd keep them thinking that I was the definition of a true warrior.
Don't get me wrong. If I hadn't had to pee the whole time, I probably would have taken some breaks in between. When the tattoo artist got done, he told to take a look at it. But all I wanted to know was where the bathroom was.
For me, everything worked out. I got the tattoo I wanted for a good price and I didn't really feel the pain like everyone else did who I knew had one on their side. Since that one I've tried to mimic the same routine, minus the alcohol, for other tattoos I've gotten.
None of them compared to the one on my side.
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