Took a lunch time trip with a couple of co-workers to a Salvation Army thrift store on Fort Worth's north side and as we were driving down NW 28th Street we came upon this wild ass lookin' tattoo parlor. The woman driving stopped in its parking lot, all gravel, and I hopped out of her SUV and snapped this pic. Look at the clown. Look at his pants. See that chopped off arm clinging to his pants? OH MY GOD.
And, hey, this place has a badass website. Check it out here by clicking this link Apathy International and here's a story about the place from the FW WEEKLY, Skin Deep.
I've never gotten a tattoo. Not that I wouldn't want one. I just have never figured out what I'd want tattooed on my ass. Well, not my ASS, literally. But if I do think of something to get emblazoned onto my flesh I'll go to this place for sure. In fact, this might inspire me to really think hard on what I'd want. Now, if I think of something then I'll draw it myself and take it to them. If I'm gonna get some "ink" then I want it to be something I've drawn, something original.
Anyway, this place is fucking cool, period.