Tattoo's and Late Night TV

So I am sitting here watching these late night soft porn movies on cinemax during commercials of the football game. The game, by the way, is pissing me off. I was ahead by 8 points in my fantasy league with me going into tonight. Seeing that I had the bears kicker, the bears defense, and their receiver beriman, I was set to possible eclipse my all time weekly high score of 143. but the bears are down by 20 in the third and they ain’t doing shit. The only thing that may save me is that fact that their defense just scored a touchdown.

Anyway, I noticed that the girl “performing” in this particular movie had a tattoo of something on her back. And it made me think. Tattoos on the small of women’s backs seem to be in vogue now. I think it’s funny that they get these tattoos, then spend a considerable amount of time pulling their shirts down to hide the tattoo.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not against tattoos. As a matter of fact, jake has a couple of them with the main one being a south Carolina gamecock on his calf. Now why would he want a “cock” on his leg? Maybe it is a deep seeded metaphor for him to have a cock on his leg, but he hasn’t realized it yet after all this time.

For the longest I resisted getting a tattoo. I finally broke down and got one after mrs. Quad got two. Yep. Sure did. Got them for me for father’s day this year. She got a tattoo of a turkey with the words “happy thanksgiving” on her right thigh and a tattoo of a Christmas tree with the words “merry Christmas” on her left thigh. When I questioned her about this, she told me the reason she did it was because she was tired of me complaining that there was never anything good to eat between thanksgiving and Christmas!!!!!!!

So I went out and got a $100 dollar bill tattooed on my dick because she likes to blow money!!!

Anyway, this girl I dated in Vegas one year (I used to travel out there quite a bit on “business”) always said that she wanted her name tattooed on the small of her back. When I asked her why, she said so that if a guy was “hitting it” from behind, he could look down and remember who he was hitting. Trust me, I never forgot.

But I guess that the tattoo on the small of the back thing came to light for me about a month ago. Me, my wife and pookie were down at the Norfolk scope because we had taken pook to see Barney. We had second row seats. WOO HOOOO! Anyway, this black couple came in and sat down in front of us. When the woman of the couple bent over to place her purse on the floor, I saw her tattoo and it all made sense to me then. It read, “How Sweet It Is.”

I sat there and looked at the tattoo and thought, “Brown Sugar. Very sweet indeed!”