My tattoo.
Joan (formerly known as John) lifted the back of her t-shirt ( it stunk) to reveal a black and grey blobby portrait surrounded by another lump of black and grey.
Bob looked, Bob gasped and then after a pause Bob fell onto the floor laughing hysterically.
He got up (not very far), composed himself, stifled more laughs and asked .....
Last edited by Bagor; 12-04-2008 at 05:25 PM.
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