She and her friend Jill took up most of my Saturday.
I did matching goat tattoos on them,
with a banner reading "IN IT TO WIN IT!".
Some kind of stubborn Capricorn pride tattoo, I was told.
And then, because it was completely way too easy/painless/quick,
she also had me tattoo an ice cream cone in her armpit.
You know what's worse than getting your armpit tattooed?
Trying to heal an armpit tattoo when it's 93ยบ out with 90% humidity.
I think just being outside at all today is against the "no swimming" rule.
It's so gross out.
