No, you're not cool, unique or rebelliously self-expressive. I don't care what your friends (and I use the term ironically) at the tattoo parlor told you.
Your "full sleeves" look like you contracted a nasty skin disorder from a box of Crayolas.
Congratulations! You managed to be a lemming and a poser, and it only cost you several thousand dollars.
Ok this will be long.
ReplyDeleteSo I have this thing with people who try to be "different". Just for the sake of being different. Because mainstream is evil and The Man is controlling us and all that shit. They wear vaguely ironic and ugly hipsterish clothes. Maybe they don't shave their armpits (oppression!) or get a ton of tattoos of Muppets.
They're not different! They're just ascribing to another group/set of ideals. That makes them the SAME as hundreds of thousands of other people. Just be who you are and if it's outside the norm then that's cool. But stop doing *everything* with the conscious intention of making it be Anti-Society this and that. You need society you dumbasses; when you fall off your hipster moped and smash your face open you'll have to rely on the experience and years of school of some preppy, douchey, RICH, plastic surgeon who went to Harvard (ESTABLISHMENT!!!) which was paid for by his dad (THE Man). He'll put you back together, fool! Stop being so high and mighty.
I don't think Society is all perfect 'n shit; in fact I like to rip it apart. But I'm not all in your grill about it 24/7/365 and think I'm so much more enlightened b/c I see through the indoctrination of persons to make them consumerist zombies. I just stock up on extra bullets and canned goods in case there's a revolution. No big deal, guys.
Sorry rant over. And yeah. Sleeves look fungal esp. when there is a lot of blue ink. Some folks just genuinely enjoy them and appreciate them as a form of art; these people aren't part of my preceding self righteous rant.
Gretchen, you took the words right out of my head!
ReplyDeleteOne day, you, Songbird and I will have to stand on three corners of a street, yelling at people from our soap boxes (if they still even have those anymore). No matter, we'll find something to stand on.
The fourth corner, will of course, be occupied by Joey-baby, as he will be the DJ supplying the soundtrack to accompany our rants.