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Pass the Puns, Please, Punk Style
It’s been a long week. A long cold week. Just when I thought I had my power back on Friday, and posted about it, the Electrical company took it back. Bastards. I had power for about an hour when the world went dark again, and it wasn’t fully restored until Saturday morning. The good news is, I have had power for 24 hours straight now so I am going to assume all is now well.
It had better be. Or I may hurt somebody.
As a special treat for all of your patience, and encouragement (and let’s not forget about the gloating over warm temperatures) I twisted myself into a pretzel and attempted to take a picture of my fresh tattoo. Because I’m a technical moron, I haven’t yet loaded my new software for the snazzy new camera my husband bought me so I had to play contortionist in front of my iMac and snap pictures of the side of my head.
While the photographic (and artistic) quality may be lacking, the evidence is not. Now the world, not just Mama Tulip who talks dirty to me on a regular basis, can see my sound lack of judgment for themselves.
My niece informed me yesterday that I am turning punk. (Good thing she doesn’t know about the nipple rings.) I really need to get a skull and crossbones tattooed somewhere so that I may live up to her visions of me.
Not only do you get the to enjoy the cheese I present to you, but you can oogle my neck and make snide comments about how I’m going to be a wrinkled old woman with a penis on the side of her neck. (So says my sister.) Apparently, all tattoos start to resemble a penis once you hit a certain age. (So says my sister.)
Go nuts, enjoy. I have power, heat and a husband sound asleep in my BED. Life doesn’t get much better than that.
The Founding Fathers were sitting around a table sometime in 1776, working on the constitution. It had been a long day.
Father1: Whew! It’s getting rather warm in here, isn’t it?
Father2: Shall I open the window?
Father1: No, that’s alright. I’ll just take off my jacket, and roll up my sleeves.
Father2: Hey, that’s a good idea. Why don’t we include that in the constitution?
Father1: What? That we’re allowed to take our jackets off and roll up our sleeves while at work?
Father2: Yeah, but that doesn’t sound very smooth. How about “Everyone shall have the right to bare arms?”
April 22nd, 2007 at 9:15 am
I love that!! I often thought about getting one on my neck somewhere… but the idea of a needle that close to my brain kinda creeps me out a bit. Eh, one of these days.
And yer cheese? Stinks as always my friend. Glad you seem to be back from the dark side, for good.
April 22nd, 2007 at 9:46 am
I love it when the younger ones refer to “punk”. Like they know “punk”! Probably the closest thing to punk now is Green Day and that’s too commercial to be punk.
Oh, and please stay away from the skull-n-bones. That’s not punk, that’s white trash.
April 22nd, 2007 at 9:50 am
You know I LOVE it, and that it makes me want to get my tattoos even more (I’m going for a consultation at the shop this week).
I think you should get skulls and crossbones. You could ROCK that tat.
April 22nd, 2007 at 10:54 am
Nice tattoo and I liked the pun. Americans make a lot more sense now.
April 22nd, 2007 at 11:16 am
I’ve been wrestling with the “where” to put a tattoo. I’ve never gotten one, but now that I am over 40, why wait? The back of my neck was one option - I am just a wimp, and am afraid it will hurt.
April 22nd, 2007 at 11:38 am
Wow, you are brave. That is a beautiful tattoo and I know it must’ve hurt . . . there’s no way I couldn’t made it through the process (without lotsa booze)! Enjoy!
April 22nd, 2007 at 11:39 am
um, I meant to say “could’ve”.
April 22nd, 2007 at 12:57 pm
Let’s just be glad they don’t have the right to arm bears…
April 22nd, 2007 at 1:52 pm
Y’know, I like it!
And I didn’t expect to, so that’s really saying something!
April 22nd, 2007 at 1:58 pm
Here I was expecting something dark, but it’s such a pretty tattoo. I hope Boo isn’t mad. Glad you have him back, if only briefly.
April 22nd, 2007 at 2:22 pm
Just found your site yesterday and could not stop reading. I laughed so hard at your more recent posts.
Then I saw your other blog and sat up reading, through tears, way later than I should have. Bless your hearts! I wish you the best - lots of blessings.
Keep that sense of humour flowing - it rocks!
April 22nd, 2007 at 2:23 pm
It’s a beautiful tattoo. You have the longest neck! So let’s face it, if it does turn into a penis, at least it will be a long dangly one.
April 22nd, 2007 at 2:26 pm
Hey — did anyone else notice Redneck Mommy looks like she’s not wearing a top in the photos?!
Is this a preview for when you lose that bet (hint: award)? LOL
April 22nd, 2007 at 2:52 pm
Chuckle. Groan.
The tattoo is nice. Can you say nice about a tattoo? However, not what I would imgaine you would get. It seems a little dainty and pretty. I thought you would get something more dangerous and punky.
April 22nd, 2007 at 4:07 pm
dude, you are freaking bold. i hadn’t expected colourful stars and music notes down the side of your NECK! (your admittedly make-me-green-with-envy very looooong lovely neck…purrrrrr)
did i ever mention i have a tattoo too? y’all should c’mon up and see me sometime…i’ll show.
enjoy Boo.
April 22nd, 2007 at 4:56 pm
Good eyes, Tiger Lamb. I am indeed, topless in that pic. And I am NOT going to lose my BET. The award yes, but the BET, never.
I never lose.
BWHAHAHAH!
April 22nd, 2007 at 6:01 pm
I’d like to know HOW your sister knows that tattoos look like a penis when you age. She been pulling an Anna Nicole lately?
VERY cute! And hubby is home? YAY!! Love the ink. Can’t wait to get MY new one to share with You!
Electricity is totally overrated. I CAN bake a cake without my Kitchen Aid, I just don’t WANT to.
April 22nd, 2007 at 6:02 pm
That’s a reverse image, right? The tattooist did not put backwards musical notes on you, right?
April 22nd, 2007 at 6:47 pm
Ok, all I have to say is that you have a lovely swan neck and poor little Melinda Doolittle of American Idol couldn’t have teeny star or music note as her head rests squarely on her shoulders.
April 22nd, 2007 at 7:58 pm
Gorgeous tattoo! I would love to get one, but every time I think about it seriously, I can’t decide where to put it. How much did it hurt to put it there?????
April 22nd, 2007 at 8:01 pm
I’ve never seen a tatoo so bright colored and sweet! (All I’ve really seen are those shows on TV about tatoos!) What did Boo say?
April 22nd, 2007 at 8:51 pm
Your tat is pretty cool. Seems like it would have hurt pretty bad though in that spot!
April 22nd, 2007 at 10:18 pm
Oh, lordy, you will have a penis on your neck..hehe.
But what a colorful and cheerful penis it will be.
Hey, you only live once. By the way, I think you will hate your camera. You must give it to me and I will spare you the discomfort of owning such a freakin fabulous horrible piece of electronics.
Cause that’s the kinda gal I am.
April 23rd, 2007 at 3:40 am
explain the tattoo to me. like why musical notes. you a rockstar now? can i get your autograph? I like your tat though. it’s pretty.
this cheese comes at a time when the “right to bare arms” is in question here in the US. Look at you being so political…it was still smelly.
April 23rd, 2007 at 4:22 am
Nice tat, T!
Very nice, indeed.
GF
April 23rd, 2007 at 4:40 am
Wow, those tattoo’s are beautiful!
April 23rd, 2007 at 5:06 am
waka waka.
I love the new ink. You’re so hot, you don’t even need electricity.
April 23rd, 2007 at 5:24 am
LOL! “But what a colorful and cheerful penis it will be.”
All I can think about is how relieved I feel for you that your darlin’ Boo is home. I can’t stand it when Danny is gone. Enjoy the welcome home party;o)
April 23rd, 2007 at 5:44 am
I like your tat, very nice and colorful. I still can’t figure out how you get a “penis on your neck”!
April 23rd, 2007 at 6:23 am
That must have hurt like hell. Woman, you are brave.
April 23rd, 2007 at 7:36 am
Very Punny!!! Love the ink…good choice!!! What DID Boo say?? (once he could talk, that is, wink wink)
April 24th, 2007 at 7:48 pm
The tattoo is cool! I’d love to get one, but can’t think of anything I’d want on my body forever…I’m too fickle!