*threadjack alert*
That reminds me of stories in the past.
When I was a lad in the teens, my old man used to do some really great ink work out of his apartment. Huge parties were had that involved many many whiskey and cokes, and towards the end of the night, people would get crazy.
We had this one friend, who, when he would get overfilled on his liquor of choice, would take the tat gun, and "doodle" on his arms. We'd all wake up the next morning and he'd be passed out on the floor, and I was like "Dood - WTF is that on your arm?" he groggily responded " It's a sailboat"
It looked like something my three year old brought home from school last week
My dad would spend hours trying to tranform that "abstract art" into something decent...
ahhh the memories....
*threadjack over*