Hi peeps. Okay, confession time. A few years back I did a stupid thing. I got a chest tattoo without checking the artist’s previous work. I figured that the design I wanted was simple enough that I didn’t really need Carvaggio. Turns out I did.
And now you know why I go by “Unshaved” Mouse.
Sooo…I’ve been wanting to get this fixed pretty much since I got the damn thing but the question has always been how. So I’m turning to you guys. If there’s anyone out there who reads this blog with some artistic chops, draw me up a design and send it into email@example.com. If your design gets chosen you shall be reimbursed fifty yankee dollars. Couple of things to note.
Feel free to make the design your own. As long as the basic idea of an eclipsed sun ringed by eight moons is still there, you are free to experiment in any style, colour, motif, whateva. At this stage I’m just looking for a really striking design.
There may not be a winner. If I don’t see a design that doesn’t really speak to me…I’m not going to spend many hours getting it excruciatingly and permanently engraved on my skin. Sorry. I’m weird like that.
Lastly, please share this to any artist friends you know.
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“Man, I’m beat. That list of the 25 most punchable Disney sidekicks took a lot longer than I thought. I think I’ll just relax with some internet browsing. Just log on to www.fishfistingandfuckingforfun.com…”
“What ya doin’?”
“Wait a minute, I know you! You’re Baby Mouse, the mental projection of my inner child.”
“And a clunky, exposition-filled “hello” to you too.”
“What are you doing back? I thought you’d returned to the deepest recesses of my psyche?”
“Hate to break it to you dude, but after all the messing around Disney and the Horned King did to your brain, escaping the deepest recesses of your psyche is about as difficult as busting out of Arkham.”
“Well what do you want?”
“I’m bored, I want to watch another movie.”
“Okay fine, which one?”
“No! No, no, no. I’m putting my foot down. Not only is it terrible, it’s not even an animated movie. It’s cartoon’s only on this blog, buster.”