sure, i'll bring my little brother by
maybe you can turn him straight.
Or make him forever scared of sex
either or, his gayness annoys me and I wish he were a guy sometimes.

just spent 100$ on tattoo ink
damn this stuffs expensive

This post was edited by DB_odin on Mar 30 2012 10:43pm

try buying t-shirt ink.

ya.

9 1oz bottles @ 12 bucks a piece + shipping.
ya.

The thought of anything sexual with you intimidates me.
I just want him to stop being such a whiny little girl, thats all. Think you could manage that?
he can be like " oh wow, it doesn't hurt if your the guy " something to that effect.

Depends on the tattoo really.
And to be honest i'm not really sure, my friend agreed to be my tattoo guinea pig so i'll see how long it takes to run out and lyk.
What a mentor though right? her exact words "find someone who doesn't mind getting crappy tattoo's"

oh and heres the liner that I got Isn't it pretty? It wasn't very expensive at all, and rachel said it's a great machine for the price.


This post was edited by DB_odin on Mar 30 2012 10:57pm

your friend sounds like tpstation...



OMG slammed.

The word dominated makes me curious.
i'm pretty sure he would have no idea what to do. idc who's the girl. As long as he stops acting like a diva.

it's a tattoo machine o _o, and i'm pretty sure my first few tats will be prison quality. But hey, it's not my skin.

oh omg he has a boyfriend now to lol!
That thinks he's a badass. Looks like some prison mexican or something.
He was acting like a little punk in front of my mom, and me and my older brother put him in his place bad. And chased him off the property.
I told him he could come back when he apologized to my mom, and stopped talking like a punk ass wanna-be thug.
oh and I pulled up his pants, I wish i had this on video.

This post was edited by DB_odin on Mar 30 2012 11:22pm

The thought of sex with Xan. ...Hummmmm... Had to think about this one for a bit, but I think I got it.

I'm not sure i could possibly think of it as intimidating, though more like sitting down to a game of chess with an equal.

I may have thought of it as you do Odin at one time, like how we use to look at theme park rides as intimidating. Lets say the Tea Cups.

When you're 3 years old and your father takes you on the ride, its this massive thing that hurls you around and plays with your very life.


But now that the children have grown, the ride is no longer intimidating... But a chance to turn what could be a normal act, into a crazed hellish death spin, evolving a mundane pleasurable act into an astonishing rush of pure fear and brute force cupeled with brilliant balance and elegance.

TL DR: Odin, grow a pair. Xan, i'd rock your socks.


And nice gun, once day I may come to you for my tattoos.






Oh the stories!

This post was edited by FloraFreak on Mar 30 2012 11:28pm