The story of the Vancouver Tattoo Fiasco

Christina: "Hey, let's go for pedicures!"

Shelley: "No. I hate pedicures, they hurt."

At this point Shelley and Christina walk by

a tattoo shop on West Broadway and shelley suggests getting a tattoo.

Christina agrees, because she thinks that Shelley

is bluffing. They walk into the shop and Christina

picks out a tattoo of a 1940s puppy. (Betty Boop's

puppy as a matter of fact.) Jimmy, the artist, says that

the picture is ugly and looks for a better one on google.

Christina still thinks that Shelley is bluffing.

Christina is up first.

"This guy is going to be mad once Shelley admits

that she's bluffing," she thinks to herself.

Jimmy puts the outline on Christina's upper thigh

and tells her to look at it. She says no, it's fine.

She thinks that this is all a bluff and that she will

not go through with the tattoo. Jimmy asks

her again to look, reminding her that tattoos are

permanent. She declines again.

He then tells her to get on the table.

Christina still thinks that Jimmy is going to be mad

once the whole thing is called off. She has no intention

of getting a tattoo.

Christina (in her head): "Wow, he is going to be so mad."

Jimmy: "Okay, I am going to start now."

Christina: "Ummm...What?! Oh...Right...Ok..."

Buzzzzz....

Christina is now in what she describes as the worst pain

in her life. She doesn't hide her pain as Jimmy draws the

pudgy little puppy on her leg.

Christina (in her head): "Oh shit. I guess Shelley wasn't bluffing."

And there he is, a cute little thing. Only problem is that

Christina should have looked at the stencil outline before

Jimmy inked her; the cute little dog is on her upper left

thigh, ogling her crotch. Christina says she feels violated.

Shelley's turn!

Shelley: "This is so awesome. It doesn't even hurt!"

Shelley gets a monarch butterfly on her lower back. (And no,

it is not a tramp-stamp! It's off to the left side, and was

supposed to be lower...)

Shelley: "Awesome!"

(Note: Christina was in the back looking at a mirror at her

pervy little puppy. She complained for the next couple of days

about how painful this experience was.)

The End.