Thursday, June 28, 2007


This guy was on the most wanted list. I wonder how they found him?
Um, anyway. Seems like 10 or so years ago, tats started creeping from what could be hidden by a long-sleeve high-collared shirt into the public space of neck, face, skull and hands. Then there are all those people with bolts-through-the-nose and big hollow spools in the ears.
By all means, find your tribe.
But that doesn't make a person hard-core. I'm still waiting to see one of these modern primitives who actually fits the bill of hard-core.
I'll believe they're hard-core when they have a hemorrhoid pierced. Until then: shut up and sit down.

14 comments:

Dick said...

I love the wannabe pussies like this punk.
He does the tats because he knows the common moron will fear him. I laugh openly at these asswipes and enjoy the expressions I get in return.

Oh, Kelly's stuck till Saturday night.
Call her sometime in the morning on her cell.

Kevin said...

Good grief. This is the guy that killed a corrections officer, right? Hmm... may have a few distinguishing marks there.

BO Snagley said...

I think that guy used to be the teller at my bank.

phlegmfatale said...

dick - that sounds like high entertainment. Here's to scaring the crap out of THEM.
Crappity! Me & Kels were going to go to Canton on Saturday. Oh well. Next month. I'll call her.

kevin - Yeah, he may have one or two distinguishing marks.

bo snagley - it must be a fine banking institution!

Zelda said...

I can't stop laughing at this idiot. It seems now that crime and face tattoos don't pay.

Anonymous said...

Want tuff? I knew an old South Seas sailor once who had a huge tat of a beach scene with the moon rising, palm trees waving, gulls flying, etc. on his back. On his face were a number of Chinese characters. The real deal, not the made up shit you see today. On one cheek and his forehead. Why do I say he was tough? All his art work was done in Hong Kong, Kow Loon, Singapore, etc. By hand. With bamboo needles. One stick at a time. I met him in 1958 and he was nearly 70 then and he had been at sea all his life. He was the caretaker of John Ford's yacht, Araner, in Honolulu. But that's another tale.

fuzzbert_1999@yahoo.com said...

"...a hemorrhoid pierced!" OMG...that hurts just thinking about it.

I was waiting for the plates in the lips or something, but not that! Ouch!

phlegmfatale said...

zelda - well, at least he found a full-frontal way to announce himself

myron - Wow. That old sailor sounds kick-ass. Yeah, I believe HE was hardcore.

mushy - Yeah, I said it. Yeah, I can imagine a hemorrhoid is hella-evil. yeah, it does hurt thinking about it.

phlegmfatale said...

Oh, and Dick? YOU. You are hard-core.

FHB said...

Just ouch? And the hemorrhoid thing was just wrong. Sheesh. Gene pool needs flushin'.

Attila the Mom said...

Aiiiighhh! My eyes! My eyes!

Meg said...

Ummm... it says skin head but he seems to have hair... and on his chin I read "fun" but he's not having much fun, I think...

Boy, it must have hurt getting all this.

Deadman said...

Why does it say "harebreed" on his upper lip?

What a fucktard...

phlegmfatale said...

fhb - yeah, the hemorroid thing was terrible, I admit

attila t.m. - terrible, innit?

meg - Yeah, the "FUN" on the chin is the most inexplicable bit of it, to me.
mark - I who knows? That is, well, you said it.