(6 votes, average: 4.67 out of 5)

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So about 8 years ago, like many times in a tattoo shop, the topic of porn is brought up.  This soon takes a turn into the discussion of “midget” porn, and everyone wondering if anyone had seen one before.  A coworkers client actually had, and we joked and laughed about it for a bit, etc etc.

About 2 weeks later, he stops in the shop with a gift he’d purchased for us in Vegas.  Yes, it was Small person porn.  We threw it in, and watched Bridgette the Midget hop out of a suitcase, and do her thing, and laughed and make cracks about it.  What happened next made me think Ashton Kucher was gonna pop out any second.  Not 30 minutes later, a 6′4″ black dude, walks in with his pregnant midget(hope this isnt to unPC) girlfriend.  Our piercer had been at lunch just after the movie had ended, and just came back though the door.  He looks over, and says “Hey guys….See ya guys.” And b-lines it to the back room laughing.

Her Boyfriend got tattooed, and told us all about how he’s a rapper, and makes beats on his playstation 2.  They were expecting a child, and when she lifted up her shirt to show us her stomach, she had “Shorty” in old english, stomach arched on her little tummy.  Probably the coolest thing Id ever seen.  Wherever you are Shorty, HIGH FIVE!

(5 votes, average: 4.60 out of 5)

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(6 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5)

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In ‘99, I was working at a shop 30 minutes out of SLC.  I had a guy walk in, and want his tiny iron eagle on his upper arm(rocker spot) covered up, with an even bigger iron eagle.  He handed me some book called, ‘the rise and fall of blah blah blah…’ and pointed out an image of the one he wanted.  I started drawing it on his arm, and as a neared the bottom where the swastika is clenched in the little birdies feet, he said, “Oh, by the way, I dont want the swastika in there.  Im dating a Jewish girl right now, but if things dont work out Ill come back and have you add it later on.”

Later telling the story to my co-workers and boss, everyone laughed but my boss.  He tried to convince me that maybe this guys girlfriend was the prejudice one for not accepting the fact that he was a racist and not wanting her boyfriend to have a Nazi tattoo.  And that she should respect him for setting his beliefs aside and willing to give her a chance with him.  Its strange that I amongst 20 other artists in town no longer work for the old man. Ha!

(8 votes, average: 4.88 out of 5)

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So working in a tattoo shop seems to be the place to stick your foot in your mouth, more than anywhere Ive ever been.

When I was apprenticing in ‘99, a co-worker of mine who was also an apprentice was making a line drawing for some old english writing that said, “Made in the USA.”  I walk up and jokingly said, “Oh no fair! You get to do that?!”  He replied, “Why you wanna do it?”  without realizing the kid was about 6 feet away, I said, “Fuck no!  I hate that crap!”  He then whispered, “Dude, he’s right there.”  I kinda snuck around him feeling bad, and realized I should be more careful around the shop so this wont happen again(which is impossible)

I decided to go to lunch, and as I passed them in the middle of the tattoo session, I decide to redeem myself by walking over and saying, “Looks good!  Thats pretty cool man!”  Then returning from lunch, I swear to this day I saw the kid walk out the door.  So once again, I start going off, “What a dumb thing to get!” “Did he lose a bet!?” “Hes gonna be so bummed” etc etc.  Then I get nudged again by my co-worker, “DUDE, Hes right there!”  I look up, and homeboy is staring right at me.  I kinda walk into a back corner of the shop unexposed to the front, and wait until the kids friends pick him up.  I was working a second job from 6pm-2am at the time, and ended up an hour late to my other job cause I didnt want to walk of shame past them all.

10 years later, I still cant seem to keep my foot out of my mouth.

(3 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5)

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(5 votes, average: 4.80 out of 5)

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At the 2008 Oldschool tattoo expo, Dave Sanchez, Megan Hoogland, her lovely bf, and Jessica(snakeface books) were at breakfast at a place I highly recommend called ‘crepes in the city.’  It was a little cold that day, and Id forgotten my jacket.  When we left the place, Jessica made a comment about being cold, and I jokingly said, “Man up Pussy!”  And old lady happened to be passing us, just as I said this.  She look llike Tony Sopranos Mom.  She looked at me disgusted and said, “SHAME!  Shame is the word for you!”  We all stopped in confusion, and I busted up laughing.  As she got down the street a little ways, she turned and yelled, “Leave the city NOW!!”  

Id forgotten my banner this trip, so when we returned to the show, I made a banner on an 8 x 10 piece of paper of a finger pointing at me, telling me Shame and to leave the city.  If youre reading this Mrs. Soprano, thanks for the inspiration behind my new favorite banner, and the new inside jokes.

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I was working at my friends shop in Logan Utah on my days off back in 2003.  The Piercer there had set me up an appointment with some lady, and all she wanted was a small red heart literally the size of a pea.  She’d only left a 20$ deposit, and the minimum at the time was 50$.

I waited around, and she’d finally shown up.  300 lbs, wearing a red sweater(like the kool aid man) and had a bunch of warts inbetween her nose and face, that cause her nose to almost plug itself.  On top of all that, she didnt smell like flowers either.

She said she didnt want to start until her friend had arrived, so we waited almost an hour and a half.  This whole time waiting I was trying to convince her to just get it over with, and that it would take maybe 5 minutes.  She told me I could just keep her money, and that she was scared.  It was my only client that day, and I’d driven 2 hours so I wasnt going home with 20 bucks.  We waited a little while longer and I finally managed to convince her to let me do it.

I had my new travel set of pigments, and hadnt yet switched my pop tops, to screw tops.  I was already over this lady, and when I went to shake my red pigment, I didnt hold the top on, and it shot off turning my new jeans red.  I was lit.  I drew the little heart on, and tattooed it finishing in no time at all.  Then I asked, “Not so bad right?”  And she replied with, “Yeah, you were right!  It wasnt nearly as bad as having the warts removed from my Vagina.”  I about Shit!!  I didnt know whether or not to puke, or die laughing.  Or puke laughing!  I tried to make a quick getaway, and as I ran my tubes past the piercing room, I saw the piercer standing there jaw dropped, and eyes wide open.  He quietly muttered, “What THE FUCK DID SHE SAY!?”  I gave him the ‘you asshole’ face, and went about my business.

I gathered myself, and charged her the rest of the amount, that was far to low for such a horrifying ordeal.  50$ isnt even enough to pay a hypnotist to block this out of my life, let alone a therapist for the potential damage this couldve had on my head, had I not been worked up to this situation from being around the random crap that goes on in tattoo shops.

Her friend finally arrived.  I was expecting an overweight, heavy breathing, drueling, butt sweating, sick jabba the hut look a like.  But he was a 19 year old clean cut strange pop collared kid.

I dont want to know what kind of sick shit theyre into.