Tattoo

I leaned over as I outlined the words “TERROR CREW EST 1987” in Old English across the back of one of our boys with my tattoo gun.

“Try to hold still ya big baby.” I said “It’s gonna hurt a lot more if I have to razor blade out any mistakes I make cuz you’re moving around.”

“Razor blade them out??”  He asked

“You think I’m gonna leave a fucked up tattoo on someone?  I have a reputation to uphold as an artist and perfectionist.” I answered

“Hey Diane?” Jason asked

“What’s up kiddo?”

“Listen, I want you to know that I really appreciate you giving me a chance to prove to you that I belong in the crew.” He said

“Look man, you get out of it what you put into it.  This shit isn’t just all fighting and warring with Nazis.” I said “We’re a family.  We look out for each other through good and bad.  If you can hang with that, you can hang with us.”

“Totally.” He said

“But if you’re just here to fight your buddy Rusty or exercise whatever mommy issues you have on my girls, then you’re definitely in the wrong place.”

“No, no, not at all.  I really need to fit in somewhere other than being another dumb punker getting drunk under the L tracks.” Jason said

“So uh, you gonna try to fit in my girl Sara?” I asked with a smirk

“Hey, can you try to watch what you’re doing?” my canvas asked

“You just shut up, OK?  I’m a fucking professional!” I snapped

“But I just…” He started to argue

“A FUCKING PROFESSIONAL!” I yelled “Now you wanted this to say Big Dicks All Day, right?”

“WHAT?”

“Kidding!” I replied

“But I did spell TERROR wrong.”  I joked

“HOW?”

“I accidentally spelled it D-O-N-G-S.”

“Fuck you Diane!”

“

Only in your imagination, love.” I answered “Seriously, Jason – are you gonna try to fuck Sara?”

“Uh, I don’t know.”

“Mmhmm.  Likely.”

“Aye, that Sara chick’s a mean mean little girl.” The canvas said “I tried to fuck her a while back and she punched me in the balls.”

“That’s because I told her that you like being punched in the balls.” I answered

“You’re kidding.”

“No.  This time I’m serious.” I said.  I was serious.  These guys were constantly trying to fuck my girls and I wanted it to be clear that they needed to stay on point and not fuck them over.

“So when can I get a Terror tattoo?” Jason asked

“When you’re off probation and initiated.” I answered

“Initiated?”

“Haha, yeah initiated.” Billy Club laughed as he walked over “You have to fuck a Nazi byrd.”

“What did I tell you about that, Billy?” I asked “Don’t listen to him.  He pulled that shit with Denny and I had to beat down a Nazi byrd right here in the kitchen.”

“Jesus Christ.” Jason said

“Seriously though, once you prove yourself and your loyalty, I’ll tattoo you.”

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