So, most people ask me about my tattoo, and why the clover is pink. Here it goes...
I use to kinda live in an apartment with a girl named Daphne. Taylor also kinda lived there and Alan hung out there a bit and a few others.
We had a awesome party and after a night of drinking and such, Taylor, Daphne, Alan, and I were sitting on the floor and I realized I had a extra 100 bucks...
So I wanted to get my first tattoo..
Now, Taylor had been talking about how he wanted to get a clover, which led to me wanted to get a tattoo, but I didn't know what to get...
see where this is going...
Daphne wanted a tattoo, Tay wanted to clover and it was his idea, and Alan wanted to get inked too (even though he really wasn't supposed to before going into the coast gaurd)...
But a 100 bucks don't buy 4 tattoos...
So, we went door to door collecting cans, and after a lot of doors, cans and collecting we had another 120ish dollors, 20 for gas and 100 for the other two,
We ended up going to a tattoo parlor called Captian Jack's (that's right, and they were awesome, I would highly recommend them)
They liked the idea so much that we got the minimum, 50 dollars each, fricking perfect.
I'll never regret getting my clover and I'll never forget the fun because I have a reminder of it for the rest of my life.
